Prompt 1 : Candy Beans
And whenever he came back, there was always something in his pockets for the dark haired sprite; something in exchange for the joy she gave him when her pale face radiated her joy. A doll from Paris, a trinket from Vienna, a chocolate frog from Norway … when all was said and done they were mere trifles. It was all he could do to hold her off with them while he put down his cases before he would gather her up and two lonely hearts made one. No greater love than that.
A/N: Dear God. I haven't posted in ages. Ages and ages and ages, though I haven't stopped writing. My Death Note story hit a plot problem so I've been straightening that out and it's still shelved waiting for inspiration ... in the meantime my life has left me for dead and is only picking up all of the pieces now. It'll be a long process I assure you. But I was recently cast as Ophelia in Hamlet and am pouring my heart into it. So to help me understand her, I've embarked on this prompt challenge. And now my note is longer than my prompt so too-rah! I hope you enjoy it, and follow me on this journey. ;)
- Wraithlike
