~He gave himself up to save her~

He made the wrong choice now he had to pay the price.

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Careful little princess, careful little boy what you choose, for to consent, is to lose.

The dragon's mouth is wide, filled with bones. It reeks of death and human flesh.

With gold and diamond, he lures you in. 

He has beady pearls-flames for eyes, 

And like a sheep to the slaughter, you're served on a platter.

He never gets enough; for like a lion, he goes about seeking whom to devour—his sole desire.

So children, run, keep your concession, 

Or ye might be next. Ye have been warned.

Remember this tale...the serpent never sleeps.

The Concession

"I love your glasses, though you still look good without them." 


They were walking by the road, side by side. He'd told her he loved her a few days ago but he felt the great need to tell her again. 


They got to her apartment but he didn't want to leave. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. The moon was out that night and the sky was so beautiful. 


But even the night couldn't dim her beauty. He just couldn't take his eyes off of her. 


He would have work and she would continue her job hunt but he wanted to spend all his free time with her. Anyone could tell that he didn't want to leave yet. He was such a sucker. He'd fallen so fast and so hard—but he couldn't help it, there was just something about Hope that made him feel himself, happy. He wanted that, no needed that. 


Chapter Twenty Four