My Jolly Sailor Bold by SalvatorePuppy, literature
Literature
My Jolly Sailor Bold
“My heart is pierced by cupid” the male voice echoed. Nothing but a glimpse in his hallowed blue eyes the young boy stared up in awe at the mysterious dark structure before him; it resembled a tall tower. The young boy around the age of thirteen wore firm fitting clothes—he wore a black petty coat with short trousers, his dark hair covered his right eye but left the left eye completely visible revealing a blue pearl—in his hands was a blue kite that slipped through his young fingers and flew into the tower window; he stared blankly almost hypnotized. His legs were forced to move towards the black door before, his f
The blonde’s blue eyes wandered over the glass blocking her from the beautiful gems and jewels that were up for display—her own reflection was displayed but it wasn’t beautiful. She stared a little longer before her attention drew to the reflection that wasn’t hers but his, “You don’t need that crap”, he whispered. Aura turned to him and gave a small smile, “Then what do I need, Dante?” she asked before walking with him down the sidewalk of Mystic Falls—he stayed quiet and close to Aura to show guys that were looking for a bone to back the hell off “She’s Mine