Mr. Storyteller (On HOLD)

Mr. Storyteller (On HOLD)

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(BoyxBoy) Storytelling- "How about a story of a Prince?" he asked and watched her nodding right away. "Prince and princess?" she asked. "More like a story of two princes," he said and studied her reaction when she paused to think about this unfamiliar notion. "That would be interesting!" She said. ... The colours of the town that he visited were too perfect for an art teacher like him, they were vibrant, unbothered by sun or wintry onslaughts. He hoped that his visit was just a tourist visit, but he had his reason and destination to achieve, someone to meet to disentangle from the imprisonment of the guilt and anger of more than just a few years. But an encounter with a small human will change things for him. Who will unknowingly unleash him from his own long burdened guilt. ... Inspired by the song, "The Story" by Conan Gray.
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****CURRENTLY UNDER EDITING**** (Chapters with asterisks ** have not been edited yet) edited once: * unedited: ** Prince Aryan needs a princess. Or so his father tells him. ********* "How come I've never met you before?" He asked after a moment of silence. "Probably because I'm new." I scoffed. "I started a week ago. And people like you don't usually notice people like me." "What's that supposed to mean?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow. "Exactly what you'd think. You're a prince, I'm basically a servant here. I work in exchange for a place to sleep, food, and clothes." "It's not my fault you're new." He grumbled. "I guess not. I never stay in a kingdom long before leaving." "Does that mean you're leaving here too?" Aryan asked, seemingly disappointed. "We'll see." I shrugged. Of course I was leaving, but I couldn't tell him that. He could try to stop me. "Why do you leave?" He asked. "Why do you stay?"

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