I sit on the grass, the prince at my side. He watches me with a careful eye. His blue eyes are so bright, they seem to glow when they catch sunlight.
"Why do you look at me like that?" I ask.
"Like what?" he asks softly.
"Like you're trying to figure out every little thing about me."
He exhales, slowly. "Because I'd like to know everything of my other half, of my heart and soul."
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Non-FictionI had this idea last night after a few drinks, a pounding headache, and an excessive amount of throat lozenges. In order to inspire me to write more often than I currently do, I am planning to write a new post every day and publish it, allowing me t...
