08-06-2019, 02:26 PM
Malone has never been good at not trusting others despite his mother’s warnings and good intentions. He gives his friendship freely and gladly to anyone who seems even remotely interested in it. His quickness to trust had spurred him to give that beautiful genie his heart so eagerly when he could have given anything at all. He never stopped to wonder whether she would actually give back his brother’s eye or not. Like his father before him, he simply leaped without looking and was lucky enough to survive. Life, for him, is too short to fuss over the possibility of some bad ending.
He lifts his head abruptly when she calls out and he is snatched from his little black storm cloud of thoughts. The boy blinks a few times in surprise and looks at his wings as they outstretch, as though seeing them for the first time. Wonderful? Malone turns back to her and examines her white gold body as it shines delightedly beneath the summer sun. She reminds him of the genie, the keeper of his heart, and he finds himself a little tongue tied all of the sudden. Would it be alright to tell her how beautiful she is?
Only one way to find out.
“Thank you! You’re really pretty,” he says, tucking his wings against him once more as he begins to circle her curiously. He tilts his head when she speaks again and he comes to a stop in front of her with a wide grin across his handsome face. The stars peppered over his cheeks seem to shine brighter with her attention or perhaps this is how he blushes when complimented. Regardless, he grows ever more breath taking with every kind word he is given.
“I wouldn’t mind a distraction from my bad day. What did you have in mind?”
A gentle breeze pushes his short forelock from his face and he blinks those bright blue eyes as the strands try to tangle with his long eyelashes. He gives his head a little shake and smiles bashfully as he realizes he hasn’t even asked her name.
“I’m Malone, by the way. What’s your name?” he asks in a voice cool and lovely as cave water.
He lifts his head abruptly when she calls out and he is snatched from his little black storm cloud of thoughts. The boy blinks a few times in surprise and looks at his wings as they outstretch, as though seeing them for the first time. Wonderful? Malone turns back to her and examines her white gold body as it shines delightedly beneath the summer sun. She reminds him of the genie, the keeper of his heart, and he finds himself a little tongue tied all of the sudden. Would it be alright to tell her how beautiful she is?
Only one way to find out.
“Thank you! You’re really pretty,” he says, tucking his wings against him once more as he begins to circle her curiously. He tilts his head when she speaks again and he comes to a stop in front of her with a wide grin across his handsome face. The stars peppered over his cheeks seem to shine brighter with her attention or perhaps this is how he blushes when complimented. Regardless, he grows ever more breath taking with every kind word he is given.
“I wouldn’t mind a distraction from my bad day. What did you have in mind?”
A gentle breeze pushes his short forelock from his face and he blinks those bright blue eyes as the strands try to tangle with his long eyelashes. He gives his head a little shake and smiles bashfully as he realizes he hasn’t even asked her name.
“I’m Malone, by the way. What’s your name?” he asks in a voice cool and lovely as cave water.
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