Shadow in the Shadows
Think about it, how much do you know about us Contés? Really know?
You know that we are the royals. The rulers. You know we have black hair and blue eyes. You know there are many of us. But asides from that?
We are everywhere, we are seen by dozens everyday but we are shadows. Though all eyes are on us, no one knows who we are.
We are the Contés, we have power and responsibility. The way we act in public, and the people we actually are, are Scanran to Carthak opposites.
We are shadows bound by duty.
And me, I am the prince no one knows. Mayhap you see me smile, notice it doesn't reach my eyes? Mayhap you see me wave, notice it's never real?
I am prince, Jasson of Conté, but who am I after that? I am the youngest, I am the quietest, I am the dark one; but who am I?
I like to write, but scholar isn't the work of a proper prince, I like to read but no one understands because my magic is not so powerful. I enjoy music though it is but for little children here, I sneak out when the palace sleeps to visit the Lower City. To listen to the tales spun by the bards, to a new world created by voices and crude instruments.
I like the concept of love.
/Nobody knows this, they see me as another handsome prince. They think they know me, but I am just a shadow.
Obscured by my siblings, hidden by my parents. I am not merely a shadow; I am a shadow in the shadows.
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Jasson, I love Jasson. Expect that when I finish one of my stories, one for Jasson will show.
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xxTunstall Chickxx
9/12/08