' Suddenly the Lamb had this strange view in their eyes; Narinder noticed and faced them. "What's wrong?" he asked, confused "did I say something innapropiate?" They shake their head. "No... I was just thinking that we must talk about something..." He tilted his head, confused "About what?" The lamb sighed " If one day I'm not here anymore..." "...Alaric...." Narinder whispered, worried "That won't happen..."
Alaric could see his angst in his red eyes, looking directly in theirs. "You and I both know that it could happen..." They interrupted and cradled his cheek in their hand; the candle on the side table flickered. The lamb continued "... If one day I'm not here anymore, don't forget the time we have spent together. Move one and don't search for vengeance" '
Right now I'm reading a new fanfic and got inspired. Yes, my lamb is called Alaric, which means "ruler of all"π₯π₯° I loved painting candles and the light they cast :D
