The man who lived in the willow

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Ok so hopefully the next one will have some YouTube stuff and their friend's next. This one is a song too. This one is present day- ish. And this is a happier version. I just can't write sad one's! Most of this is Jack's pov.

Mark's pov:
The angelic voice filled my ears. I was eagered to find who this beautiful voice belonged to. I moved aside branch's to get through. Soon enough, I stumbled upon a willow tree.

There was a young, serene man who perched on a sturdy branch under the willow. His eye's glistened ember green. (I know they're blue but you know, septic eye?) His attire was nothing more than a white hoodie and white jeans.

He seemed frightened by me entering his territory. I trotted closer to get a better view.

Seán's pov:
The young, handsome man came closer. I wanted to hide but it would had been childish to do so.

"Please do not be scared, but I ask for you to come from your willow bed and allow me to escort you to a more fitting environment." The man's voice was soft at touch and deep.

"See me up here? I cannot leave my willow tree, not ever." I denyed his generous offer. The young man seemed determined, he left with a stern expression.

The next day~

The man returned once again with a yellow bloom. He held out the rose above to me. It was a beautiful rose. So healthy and young.

"Your voice has astonished me, your eye's are so enchanting. I wish for you to come with me." The mysterious Romeo smiled and stepped closer.

"See me now? I cannot leave this place. Don't ask me to follow where you lead." I shoke my head. The man seemed upset and left once again.

The next night~

I rested my eye's for a moment. The moon was full and shimmered through my eyelids. I jolted up to the sound of pacing footsteps.

The man returned wearing a black cloak and with an axe sharp as a knife. The sight terrified me. I traveled down below and hugged my willow in an effort to protect it's existence.

"I shall set you free!" The man's voice boomed through the woodlands.

"I can't allow you to take the life of this willow tree with your weapon in hand!" I argued in effort to convince him to leave.

"I want you! Ok? I heard your voice and was stunned by the talent! Your looks made it even worth it searching for where the melody came. Your eye's are like none other i've seen before! Your so young and serene! Please let's get out of here, together!"

Rivers of tears streamed down the man's cheeks. He hiccuped and sniffed which broke my heart at the tragic sight.

"I can't leave." I stood in front of the man with hair dark as a raven. He gripped tightly at his axe.

"Tell me, tell me why?" His knuckles turned white and his hands shaked as he steadily held the sharp weapon.

"If the willow falls, I go down too." I replied.

The raven haired man dropped his axe with a loud thud on the earth. He sighed deeply.

"I want you, but I cannot have the first person I ever fell for, ever." Feeling pity for him I took his hands and squeezed them. I rubbed my thumb over his knuckles to sooth his pain.

"I don't fall in love so easily. But judged by your looks, you have the face like a prince who all wants as their significant one. But personality is key. You are very determined to these situations. I see in those eye's, is a person who wishes no harm."

The man's cheeks went rosy red, he looked so pleased with my speech.

"Take that off." I chuckled sliding down his dark hood that concealed most of his dazzling facial features.

His smile warmed my insides. No one ever visits me, no one knows of my existence. Until now.

"I'm not one that was interested in finding that special one. But I can make an exception". I gave him a small peck and backed away with embarrassment.

He looked as if the happiness could burst out of him. He leaned in and did the same back.

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