Prince of Nothing
Hand on the doorway, he paused to look at her, taking in those wide blue windows into a summer sky framed by hair the pallor of beaten gold, lit by that small smile. Scared, yet strong. Frightened, yet hopeful.
His eyes, hard as steel and serious as a drawn blade, carved her features into his memory, lest they should never meet again.
Tansu Treicolt
.
“I am glad I met you too.”
Turning, he slapped the door frame overhead, and left. Halfway through, he called back.
“See you in two months.”
His eyes, hard as steel and serious as a drawn blade, carved her features into his memory, lest they should never meet again.
Tansu Treicolt
.“I am glad I met you too.”
Turning, he slapped the door frame overhead, and left. Halfway through, he called back.
“See you in two months.”