SON OF ICE (Milo's pov)
Warning: Shounen-ai hinted. Spoilers from Sanctuary series.
He came walking among the stones, a new-born son of Ice,
Carrying a still figure of Love who had offered his life;
I wondered whether he was worthy of such a sacrifice,
But then he placed his treasure away and stood ready to fight.
Unearthly pride as only I have pushed doubts out of my heart,
Even if weak, he was an enemy, even if young, a man.
When I was c casting my attack, I saw in his eyes a gleam,
A piercing snow-like burning flame which I'd already seen.
And it was a marvel to see how in blue orbs so young
Justice was wielding a fierce sword, and Love a shining star.
It was the time for me to think about his ice-cold hands,
The hands of one who taught this boy in those faraway lands.
I shook my head; the combat had to be ended fairly;
A powerful crystal spell was then cast upon me.
And while I thought that he must die for my own duty's sake,
I disobeyed and let him live and sent him soon away.
I stood alone, alone and hurt among the sacred stones,
Thinking about the gold-haired boy and his generous friend,
Whom probably I'd never see alive and sound again…
About Siberia's king, praying for him to realize
That such a love as those two shared was similar to mine.