The young boy wandered the city for the hours he got out of class. Wobbling his feet through town, he wrapped his hands behind his neck and gently hummed to himself. Every street he crossed, he would look back. Candles in windows greeted him with a cool smile as he wandered past. It would not be long before his stroll reached the gates and the bridge. Not that he ever paid much attention to anything outside of the complex technical detailed mechanics of magic, but such primitive defenses were between him and the absolute freedom of a foolish child.
Though the wind razed passed him, nearly knocking him over, catching the last of shrubbery plants falling of Mr. Wins cart. "Ah, the young aspiring hero, are you?" Kogens memory served him a portion of vile words exclaimed in his general direction by a grey, grumpy madman. A slithering blade whipped insult after insult. Word for word Kogens could predict what would be next. A cloaked flail later, dashing feet made way to cobbling rivers adorned by a forrest of tremendous grace.
"Kogens!" A high tone, a gentle reminder. Smells of roses filled the boys nose. What delicate a flower must have produced it, that it is seated on this beautiful a feminine frame. A timeless hourglass balancing on life-giving curves, followed by strong and gentle extensions. Gloriously, her shape could only lead to a desire, resistable only by the goodheartedness with which she treated her fellow people.
Kogens would be hers, if only she was looking at boys.
"Yes?" a brutish sound in perfect contrast of what adressing he recieved.
"You forgot to return your shrubbery." An honest smile appeared on her face. "But i still have it right here." Lifting up the little green bush, a few thoughts flashed through his mind. Would there be magic inside a plant? Fire burns because of it, so there has to be something in there. Being so deeply lost in thought, the young man was awoken by sweet music in the undertone of a soft voice "... for me?" Eyes and ears opened, Kogens fell in love all over again. The entire street was lighted, though she and him were the only ones, starring in eachothers eyes. Those big, beautiful green eyes. "Ya.. ye.. For you." The magic disspensed as soon as her face turned to a sour expression. A darkened voice echoed, even heard through the nearby shops "Great." She smiled. "Now, give me back that shrubbery you stole and i won't press charges for theft and fleeing a crime scene!" With his hand and general balance flying in her direction, Kogens weakness creeped into his legs. With two hands in the dirt, there came an almost soothing voice. "Oh, I almost forgot. Good luck in the army. I hope you kill some guys!" One foot before the other, only a glimpse of her long flowery dress could be discerned from the busy street filled with staring eyes.
A back now turned at any who might see tears, the wind would blow away his fears.
Gates, passed, river, passed, stream, passed, squirrel, passed, tree, branch, Thud! A lengthy silence. Weightless ragdoll in the wind. "Oh, hey leaves,..." Kssht. Cool and soft moss rocking him. Or maybe just his head. Eyes to the blue skies as lids become harder and harder to keep open all this time. A sleep that would last several hours ensued.
Though the wind razed passed him, nearly knocking him over, catching the last of shrubbery plants falling of Mr. Wins cart. "Ah, the young aspiring hero, are you?" Kogens memory served him a portion of vile words exclaimed in his general direction by a grey, grumpy madman. A slithering blade whipped insult after insult. Word for word Kogens could predict what would be next. A cloaked flail later, dashing feet made way to cobbling rivers adorned by a forrest of tremendous grace.
"Kogens!" A high tone, a gentle reminder. Smells of roses filled the boys nose. What delicate a flower must have produced it, that it is seated on this beautiful a feminine frame. A timeless hourglass balancing on life-giving curves, followed by strong and gentle extensions. Gloriously, her shape could only lead to a desire, resistable only by the goodheartedness with which she treated her fellow people.
Kogens would be hers, if only she was looking at boys.
"Yes?" a brutish sound in perfect contrast of what adressing he recieved.
"You forgot to return your shrubbery." An honest smile appeared on her face. "But i still have it right here." Lifting up the little green bush, a few thoughts flashed through his mind. Would there be magic inside a plant? Fire burns because of it, so there has to be something in there. Being so deeply lost in thought, the young man was awoken by sweet music in the undertone of a soft voice "... for me?" Eyes and ears opened, Kogens fell in love all over again. The entire street was lighted, though she and him were the only ones, starring in eachothers eyes. Those big, beautiful green eyes. "Ya.. ye.. For you." The magic disspensed as soon as her face turned to a sour expression. A darkened voice echoed, even heard through the nearby shops "Great." She smiled. "Now, give me back that shrubbery you stole and i won't press charges for theft and fleeing a crime scene!" With his hand and general balance flying in her direction, Kogens weakness creeped into his legs. With two hands in the dirt, there came an almost soothing voice. "Oh, I almost forgot. Good luck in the army. I hope you kill some guys!" One foot before the other, only a glimpse of her long flowery dress could be discerned from the busy street filled with staring eyes.
A back now turned at any who might see tears, the wind would blow away his fears.
Gates, passed, river, passed, stream, passed, squirrel, passed, tree, branch, Thud! A lengthy silence. Weightless ragdoll in the wind. "Oh, hey leaves,..." Kssht. Cool and soft moss rocking him. Or maybe just his head. Eyes to the blue skies as lids become harder and harder to keep open all this time. A sleep that would last several hours ensued.