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HEY YOU! HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS CRAPPY CHAPTER! ♡ I'M TRYING TO MAKE THEM DECENT AND READABLE (∩︵∩) CUT ME SOME SLACK BUT ANYWAYS ENJOY!! ✿
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☞Chapter 2 - The Uprising of Dusk
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"So why do you come here?" The Sun asked.
"Same as you. To think. I've been here a lot of times..." Icarus said as he faded at the end of his sentence.
"You must have a lot your mind, I suppose." She said.
"Yea. But I'd rather have nothing for a change. How do you do it?"
"Well, it comes with practice. I can think of nothing. I do not feel the need to occupy my mind with nonsense just to avoid thinking what really matters."
The two talked for hours. The conversation seemed like it would last forever... just until The Sun stood up and looked like she was just about ready to say goodbye. Icarus didn't want this night to end, so instead of letting her go and saying goodbye, he
pleaded for her to stay and talk a bit more .
"No! Please stay a little longer." He begged while reaching out his melting hand to grab her shoulder. "C'mon..." Icarus said desperately.
Soon grabbing shoulders became more. Icarus grabbed her waist and hugged her tightly from behind.
"What could possibly go wrong?" He said in a sweet, gentle tone.
Feeling surprised and shocked, The Sun blushed furiously and smiled. She felt so warm inside. His arms wrapped around her waist felt marvelous. She couldn't even think straight.
Just now, everything seemed so perfect. The hug felt like it would last a lifetime. It a dream come alive.
!End Of Chapter!
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Sorry! I can't put a whole ACTUAL, LONG chapter in because that would mean there will only be a few chapters (2-4) because the inspired story isn't complete. (￣ω￣) Anyways, HOPE YOU ENJOYED :) ♡
BTW - Do you think Icarus will survive another 3 minutes hugging The sun? (*/ω＼*)
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Icarus And The Sun
RomansaA story about a wax boy who gets to close to The Sun... He dared to go close to The Sun. With every willing step he fell more and more in love with her. As he was approaching The Sun, he felt himself melting faster. Wax dripping, wings fading, ever...
