I started to think...
What makes something special to someone...
This doesn't make any sense..
But the fact that, there are things special to someone yet not to others.
Is it a matter of emotions or physical attaction?
Is it because of its value?
Well how does it became valuable?
And you would know how to value it when it was lost..
Isn't ironic?
Have I became valuable to someone too? Same as they are to me?
Funny. We'll see.
Inspired by: Jackson Overland Frost (Jack Frost), Rise of the Guardians
GENRE:
FANTASY, ROMANCE, SLIGHT FANFIC, CLÍCHÉ, ETC.
TITLE: "Midnight kiss"
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Midnight Kiss
FantasyAdeline Windfill Hymn, a herd sprite who was bound to an oath to another sprite of Snow named Zach. That she met one day when she was about to deliver something to someone as it was commanded. By having tied up she commited a crime of disobedience...
