Disclaimer: Unfortunately, none of these characters belong to me.
So I've had this sitting on my computer for a while, but I wasn't sure if I wanted to post it. I have an idea and an outline made for this story, but I just can't make any guarantees that I will ever fully write it. Nonetheless, I decided to post it, so please leave me a review and tell me what you think! :)
Learning To Burn
Prologue
The day had been a beautiful one, filled with sunshine and without a cloud in sight. Now the sun is low in the sky and shadows are beginning to descend. Two young boys run quickly through the tall, yellow-green grass of a meadow. They appear to be of a similar age, old enough to venture outside unsupervised although they have yet to reach adolescence. Both have slim statures and sharp features, although in every other aspect they are complete opposites. The taller of the two leads by a few paces, given an advantage due to a head start and longer legs. His wild black hair twists like a halo around his head as he runs. He chances a glance back at the other boy, green eyes twinkling mischeviously as he calls out, "You're too slow! You'll never catch me!"
The other boy does not reply, panting slightly as he tries, in vain, to reach the first boy. His shorter legs do not allow him to catch up. At a closer glance, it becomes obvious that he is younger; his cheeks have yet to lose their baby fat, remaining round and slightly chubby. His hair grows differently, hanging longer around his face in perfect golden curls. The boy's sparkling, ocean blue eyes flash with determination as he tries to pick up speed, refusing to admit defeat.
They continue like this for a few moments, jumping over fallen logs and running around and around as they continue their game of cat and mouse. A large house slowly comes into view. It is made of dark red stone, with a wide, wooden front porch. A black carriage sits on the dirt road leading up to the house with two huge, white horses standing patiently in front of it.
A beautiful young woman descends daintly out of the carriage. She is wearing a deep blue dress, flapping slightly in the wind and golden jewelry glinting in the sun. The older boy lets out a cry and changes direction suddenly, beginning to run towards the woman, the younger hot on his heels. A breathtaking smile breaks out across her frace, framed by her long, blonde hair, and she turns to await their approach. As they reach her, she leans down to pick up the smaller boy, playfully swinging him around. He laughs happily, throwing his arms out as the other boy stands close by, chuckling merrily with them.
A tall, black-haired man steps down out of the carriage to join the trio, the corners of his mouth turned up in a slight smile. He swoops the older boy up into his own arms and steps forward to press a small kiss to the forehead of the other child. By this time, the sun has almost completely disappeared beyond the horizon. "Let's head inside and get these two tucked into bed," The man announces, and they walk together into the house.
Later that night, the two exhausted boys fall quickly into sleep, dreaming of sunshine and smiles and a peace that lasts forever.