The Caster's Son

"Have you ever felt like you're deep under the water?
Suffocating and unable to breath?" he ask, his unnatural yellow green eyes stared blankly.

"Yea. Sometimes." I answered, staring at his handsome face. His empty gaze settled in mine, no flicker of emotion at all.

"Then perhaps its just me." He stated monotonously, hands gently caressing my cheeks down to my lips.
"I dont think that its just you... it just happens that you felt that way more often than I do so." I quipped, his lips twitch, a ghost of an empty smile gracing his lips. It doesnt lit the whole room, his smile that is.. but somehow, I find it more satisfying. more beautiful.

"Perhaps its as you said. Now it made me all the more curious."

"me, too." This conversation is quite confusing, however, it doesn't really matter. I just wanted to hear him talk to me more.