Hello! Again! Well, you know how it works. I own nought.
Oh, and, for the ages I used human years. All complaints in your reviews, *hint* and I wasn't really sure how old they all were in 'MTW', so I made it up. Yikes.
Chapter Two - True Love
Martin felt lost. He couldn't see, smell, feel or even hear anything. There was just nothing. Then, a thin mist seemed to swirl before him. So this was dying. But he recognised this. He had been here before. He could still see Boar standing in front of The Gates in his minds eye.
There, there in front of him. He could see the big silver badger, strolling toward him. The badger smiled down at him, and suddenly Martin heard a deep bass voice inside his own head:
"So, you came back, did you? I suspected you would. . . ."
Martin heard a hearty chuckle. It was strange seeing Boar but hearing his voice in his own skull. The badger carried on:
"So, warrior, how old do you wish to be for the rest of forever?"
Martin hadn't expected this. A thousand answers spiralled through his brain. And then one. It was a clear image of a beautiful mouse maid, smiling at him.
"Fifteen." Martin answered confidently.
He saw Boar grin widely. Then the great badger spoke, only not in Martin's head in this time. The sound filled the open wasteland they stood in.
"Ahh, I thought you would be."
"How?"
"There is someone who wants to see you, follow me."
Martin did. But first he looked at his paws, expecting to see the old scars under faded fur. But no, instead his fur seemed shiny and there were no scars. Again, Boar chuckled.
"I didn't really need to ask the age, my friend. Your heart had decided long before your mind."
The two creatures wandered on, and up to The Gates. And there, to Martin's overwhelming joy, was a beautiful face, leaning out between the bars. Laterose stepped back as the enormous gates swung outward, making no noise on their ethereal hinges.
Martin looked about, and saw Boar, once more on guard, standing facing outwards. The silver badger didn't seem to be able to see him any more.
Martin turned back to look at Rose, his heart banging in his chest. He felt drawn to the almost hypnotic hazel eyes, and the charming smile. Like one in a dream, he began to wander forwards until he heard the Gates close with a slight 'clang' behind him.
The pretty mouse in front of him stood there, gazing at him un-certainly. Martin stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, and he felt her delicate paws slip gently round his shoulders. Nothing else mattered then, he was with her and that was all that he cared about. He buried his face in her soft, sleek, auburn curls, and let the scent of fresh roses on a summer morning surround him. True love was his at last.
Yay! Slush!!!! And who knew Rose had ginger hair? I saw a hand-drawn pic of her actually, with ginger hair, and she looked real cutsey, so there we go. Review!!!!
Oh, and, for the ages I used human years. All complaints in your reviews, *hint* and I wasn't really sure how old they all were in 'MTW', so I made it up. Yikes.
Chapter Two - True Love
Martin felt lost. He couldn't see, smell, feel or even hear anything. There was just nothing. Then, a thin mist seemed to swirl before him. So this was dying. But he recognised this. He had been here before. He could still see Boar standing in front of The Gates in his minds eye.
There, there in front of him. He could see the big silver badger, strolling toward him. The badger smiled down at him, and suddenly Martin heard a deep bass voice inside his own head:
"So, you came back, did you? I suspected you would. . . ."
Martin heard a hearty chuckle. It was strange seeing Boar but hearing his voice in his own skull. The badger carried on:
"So, warrior, how old do you wish to be for the rest of forever?"
Martin hadn't expected this. A thousand answers spiralled through his brain. And then one. It was a clear image of a beautiful mouse maid, smiling at him.
"Fifteen." Martin answered confidently.
He saw Boar grin widely. Then the great badger spoke, only not in Martin's head in this time. The sound filled the open wasteland they stood in.
"Ahh, I thought you would be."
"How?"
"There is someone who wants to see you, follow me."
Martin did. But first he looked at his paws, expecting to see the old scars under faded fur. But no, instead his fur seemed shiny and there were no scars. Again, Boar chuckled.
"I didn't really need to ask the age, my friend. Your heart had decided long before your mind."
The two creatures wandered on, and up to The Gates. And there, to Martin's overwhelming joy, was a beautiful face, leaning out between the bars. Laterose stepped back as the enormous gates swung outward, making no noise on their ethereal hinges.
Martin looked about, and saw Boar, once more on guard, standing facing outwards. The silver badger didn't seem to be able to see him any more.
Martin turned back to look at Rose, his heart banging in his chest. He felt drawn to the almost hypnotic hazel eyes, and the charming smile. Like one in a dream, he began to wander forwards until he heard the Gates close with a slight 'clang' behind him.
The pretty mouse in front of him stood there, gazing at him un-certainly. Martin stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, and he felt her delicate paws slip gently round his shoulders. Nothing else mattered then, he was with her and that was all that he cared about. He buried his face in her soft, sleek, auburn curls, and let the scent of fresh roses on a summer morning surround him. True love was his at last.
Yay! Slush!!!! And who knew Rose had ginger hair? I saw a hand-drawn pic of her actually, with ginger hair, and she looked real cutsey, so there we go. Review!!!!