LET ME BE YOUR WINGS.

                a  smile  as  his  body  inches  closer  to  hers    ,    how  could  he  resist    ?           ‘  so  first    ,    you  press  your  bodies  together   ,    like  this    . ‘            his  hands  move  down  her  sides    &   onto  her  hips     ,     pulling  her  closer  until  their  stomachs  were  touching    .           ‘   then  close  your  eyes-    ‘          his  eyelids  fall  as  he  turns  his  head   ,   inching  closer  until  their  lips  are  ghosting  over  each  other   .   with  care    &   precision    ,    he   kisses  her  innocently-  no  need  to  rush  into  passion    .   for  now  cornelius  savors  every  sensation  that  comes  with  her  plump    ,    soft  lips    ,    &    only  pulls  away  for  air   .          ‘  think  you  got  the  hang  of  it    ,   my  rose-bud     ?  ‘

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“Cornelius!”

She giggles uproariously as he scoops her up from behind, wings slowing to a halt when she no longer needs to keep herself airborne. It’s tricky enough to decipher how to move from place to place with the pretty new appendages - but her tutor also happens to be a notorious prankster.

“I am never going to learn how to fly if you keep carrying me everywhere!”

           ‘   i  know    ,   i  know    ,  but  how  can  i  resist    !    ‘   

          his  laughter  ripples  into  the  cool  night  air    ,    arms  solidly  wrapped  around  her  waist  as  he  dances  with  her    .    they’d  been  through  enough  on  account  of  true  love  to  be  able  to  simply  enjoy  this  moment    ,    soaking  in  the  bliss  that  comes  with  twirling  among  lightning  bugs    &    stars    .    but  there  is  truth  in  her  words   -   if  she  is  to  truly  become  the  queen  of  the  fairy  court   ,  she  will  need  her  wings  to  aid  in  the  changing  of  the  seasons  .   with  a  soft  laugh   ,   he  sets  her  upon  a  flower  petal   ,  taking  great  care  to  avoid  harming  her  in  any  way   .  

            ‘  alright   -   now  it’s  your  turn  to  fly   .   i’ll  be  right  here  to  catch  you    ,   so  there’s  nothing  to  be  afraid  of    .    ‘

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               he  remains  in  shock  from  the  injury  just  suffered -  the  tearing  of  one  of  his  wings    .    he  should  have  known  he  wouldn’t  be  able  to  out-fly  that  sparrow    ,     &    he  should  be  grateful  to  simply  continue  existing    ,    &    yet  he  feels  a  numbing  sorrow  rising  in  his  chest    .    as  this  stranger  with  the  painted  face  picks  him  up    ,    mind  can’t  help  but  wander  to  where  this  powerlessness  will  guide  him    .   he  never  lost  this  easy    ,     &   yet  with  his  magic  drained    ,    sword  lost    ,     &    flight  clipped    ,    all  cornelius  feels  like  is  giving  up    .

   surprise overtakes her expression when she sees the small fairy before her eyes. she has read stories, but never did she believe fairies to be real. her head shakes in disbelief for a moment, eyes widening. “A-Are you real?”