#alteriidem

 ❛   huh.   ❜     he pondered on the suggestion,  and the tiny dog stared right back at him with beady little eyes.    it was a strange thing,   fitted in his fist with four legs that wobbled as it tried to stand on the uneven surface of his palm. then it snarled with the menacing power of something otherworldly.    it was adorable.     ❛   do we have to do that?    ❜    he stroked the creature’s ear and it silenced its grumbling.   names were powerful things.   to have one meant to have an identity,   to find a solid footing in the world.   all the prince remembered was a battle:   guns and swords and an uproar in the dust.   he remembered a girl’s sweet kiss against his mouth,   a boy’s hungry hands on his body,   the taste of champagne and caramel.    he remembered his father’s cruel words,   his lifeless wooden hands.

the prince could not remember his name.

he looked to the man beside him,   a tether.     ❛   if we are going to celebrate the irony,  we could call him 'bear' or 'wolf' ?   ❜     the forest grew somewhere far away now,   but it managed to follow him wherever @alteriidem belonged,   trapped in his eyes.     ❛   we could also name him adam parrish the second.   ❜