Räägitakse, et ei toimi armastus, kui elatakse üksteisest väga kaugel. Kas see tõesti on nii? Need kaks hinge, kes on nagu pingviin ja jääkaru, teine teisel pool maakera, üritavad jõuda vastuseni. - "Vahemaa ei lahuta inimesi, seda teeb vaikus vahemaa tagant." * Neile, kellele ei meeldi pikalt ühte peatükki lugeda :)

(Oneshot) "Se på meg. (Look at me.)" Lukas demanded, his tone dangerously low. The unruly girl lifted her empty gaze towards his face obediently, meeting his own hollow amethyst eyes. He was inwardly enthralled with her own orbs. They were colored simply, a (e/c) color, but there was something behind them. Something long... Deep... Betrayed. Something dangerous. (I don't own you, Hetalia, the picture, or Norway. I own the storyline.)

I'm in love with a fairy tale Even though it hurts I don't care if I lose my mind I'm already cursed 'Do you believe in fairy tales?' ♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣♣ The song's title is Fairy Tale and I DO NOT OWN IT. This story is inspired from the song... And I kind of like saw this video in youtube where Lukas is playing the violin while singing this song and got an idea from it.

(Completed; Ten Chapters) Your decision was final. You were going to go to Iceland. Your friend, Arthur had thrown a fit when he found out that you were taking the long trip from England to Iceland. This was his final effort to get you not to go. Here. In the airport. With tons of people watching his tantrum. (Hetalis and all characters, excluding the reader, belong to Hidekaz Himaruya. The picture is not mine. I own the storyline.)

The memories of that fateful day haunt you. The events of that fateful day left you alone. You remember nothing about your savior except his eyes. His beautiful, violet eyes.