A Star Falls
'You fell out of the sky - but why did you have to fall on me? Everything was simple before you fell on me!'
"What are you doing?" He asks her.
"I'm a princess," she replies, as if that should be obvious. "And you can only come in if your hands are clean."
He extends them before him, bare pale palms to her dark scrutiny. "Who can I be?"
"The prince?"
He wrinkles his nose. "What does he have to do?"
"Save me from the dragon."
"No." He enters the little room, almost forced to crouch down because he's grown so much. Not long now until they join the big world, he and she. "Is there anyone else?"
"There's the villain."
"What's he like?"
She cocks her head on one side, acquisitive gaze magpie bright. "He kidnaps me and takes me away to his tower."
"Fine," he says, too quickly. "I'll be him."
"You'll have to fight Nate for me."
"Alright."
"And let me go when he wins."
Her mouth looks like a flower; he can't take his eyes off it. "What if I don't want to let you go?"
This eventuality unnerves her. "You'll have to."
"But what if I win?"
A black and white movie, spooling to a stop before those young eyes. "You won't."
.
"What if I don't want to let you go?" He asks, quiet desperation in his tone that he can't let her see on his face.
"You'll have to."
"But what if I win?"
She runs her fingers across his lips, the reel stalling and sputtering in her eyes as the film runs out. "You won't."
Fin.