Darkness. A vast underground cavern. Prince Rin watches from the side as a
young man with dark hair and a serene face steps forward out of a small group
of people clad in white. The light of a few candles is illuminating his figure,
black bangs of hair falling over his face, a huge scarf wrapped around his neck
and shoulders covering his nose and mouth. His slight frame moves gracefully towards
the center of the cavern, looking young and delicate but at the same time there
is a strange air of power about him. Kneeling at the sandy ground he puts his
hands down, closes his eyes and time seems to stand still.
take his eyes away. He’s never seen anything like that before, so this is what
a water ritual looks like. Energy seems to flow through the lithe body of the
dark haired foreigner, through his fingers and out into the sand. His eyes are
still closed and his brows narrow in concentration. Rin watches in complete and
utter awe as the sound of water rising from the ground breaks the silence. The
sound is distant but grows louder every moment until droplets of clear water
begin to form on the ground. Water is being brought forth from the depths of
the earth by the astonishing power of the young mage. A few more seconds and
the water is already shooting from the ground full force forming a fountain. The
dark-haired boy finally opens his eyes and their gazes meet for a few moments.
Rin feels as though an electric current runs though his body as he finds
himself staring into clear blue eyes. He’s not sure anymore about the reality
of what’s happening, it might be just a beautiful illusion, it might as well be
mage stands up slightly staggering. The ritual must have been extremely
exhausting, he looks very tired. The water is now completely drenching his clothes.
The prince sees a look of pure bliss pass the other’s features as he watches the
water droplets run down his face. Ethereal. That’s the only word that Rin can
think of to define the boy in front of him who now seems to be in a world of
his own, completely ignoring his surroundings. Rin breathes out, he realizes
only now that he’s been holding his breath. The sight is sending shivers down
his spine. And for the first time in his life he finds himself completely captivated.
Nothing else matters, only the marvelous being in front of him. Thoughts are
racing through his head, ‘Want him. I want him. I want. Him.’ Like rain on thirsty
land. Dive into him like the sea. Drink him like water.