“There was a stranger–” An attempt to justify his disappearance was thrown into the air as he wiggled his way underneath the brush, though he knew better than anyone that Agi would see through such an excuse.
“He was quite the chatterbox… Offered me a fish. A fish, Agi. Just my luck that a stranger would offer me a meal of the one thing I hate.” A breathless chuckle was placed beneath. If one were to look for it, that is. And he knew the man before him would catch it with practiced ease despite the youngers penchant for mask-wearing.
A starless night. A winding river; Thats where Agilulf had found him all those years ago. Playing with duckweed and scum adorning his fur; the remnants of a sodden-cracked cattail swimming amongst the mix. Of course he had been chastised with a tone unbefitting of a guard, though the boy did not mind. Not when it was out of love; stolen away from the scene with haste only to be caught upon sneaking into his chamber.
If you are to play with fish, you might as well be one.— A harsh lesson was taught that night. His small stomach packed uncomfortably with the grotesque meal to the point of vomiting- courtesy of his mother’s wish. Fish, after all, were gluttonous and served only to plump up and feed the hungry. Agilulf was there, of course. To pick up the broken pieces of that cracked mask left by those who employed him. His Prince’s eyes dried, his forehead kissed. Alabaster servant turned master only for those fleeting minutes before it was time to play The Fool once more.
“He was quite the chatterbox… Offered me a fish. A fish, Agi. Just my luck that a stranger would offer me a meal of the one thing I hate.” A breathless chuckle was placed beneath. If one were to look for it, that is. And he knew the man before him would catch it with practiced ease despite the youngers penchant for mask-wearing.
A starless night. A winding river; Thats where Agilulf had found him all those years ago. Playing with duckweed and scum adorning his fur; the remnants of a sodden-cracked cattail swimming amongst the mix. Of course he had been chastised with a tone unbefitting of a guard, though the boy did not mind. Not when it was out of love; stolen away from the scene with haste only to be caught upon sneaking into his chamber.
If you are to play with fish, you might as well be one.— A harsh lesson was taught that night. His small stomach packed uncomfortably with the grotesque meal to the point of vomiting- courtesy of his mother’s wish. Fish, after all, were gluttonous and served only to plump up and feed the hungry. Agilulf was there, of course. To pick up the broken pieces of that cracked mask left by those who employed him. His Prince’s eyes dried, his forehead kissed. Alabaster servant turned master only for those fleeting minutes before it was time to play The Fool once more.
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Ask myself what I want more - by Agilulf - June 02, 2024, 04:27 PM
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