Blackfeather Woods courage is knowing what not to fear

I'm in love with Cicero

Damien mirrored Cicero's smile with one of his own; that sort of things were reserved for few. It was true that Damien was reserved, for some reason he struggled to put his heart out there, to show the world just how much he cared... Or perhaps he was just scared.

Chatting with Cicero was usually a complicated dace, indeed. But it was even more so for Damien who had to pick his words carefully to avoid talking too much. If there was someone Damien feared showing affection it was his brother, but he longed so much to do it that it was painful just looking at him so closely. He would often get abducted by the enigma that were his hypnotizing bi-toned eyes.

Damien analyzed Cicero's riddle before even thinking of laying out a response. In fact, Damien understood where the metaphor was coming from, and feared giving response that would encourage Cicero to continue giving up on himself. Damien stayed silent, loud emotions spilling out his colorless eyes.

It wasn't relieving to see that Cicero did not care much about Damien's response. It was unnerving at the least, for Damien knew not his brother's intentions. However, the next question shot at him changed the mood of the conversation completely. It did not seem to be a deep question, one that coming from others would be easy to answer... But Cicero wasn't just anyone. It made the dark prince think deeply.

"How would you answer that?" asked Damien in return after a thoughtful silence, not quite avoiding the question but trying to get an idea of what Cicero might be thinking himself. He sure wasn't looking very optimistic about life at the moment, and although he wouldn't admit it Damien was fearful of how far Cicero might take his indifference towards himself.