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4. March

It's dark in his jail cell, nothing but an ounce of light peering through cold metal bars. The fairy king spent most of his time dreaming, he kept the tiniest bits of comfort in his brain. If he dreamt deeply enough, the darkness would be the ill-lit cave, the cellar voices would be her echoes, the chilly air would smell like flowers and soil and roasted pork.

He remembers her smiles.

Harlequin hugged himself tightly, hunched into a corner as he slips deeper into every memory –1000 years didn't matter. It was always the start of spring for him. Always.

5. showers

It was raining.

If there was one thing he didn't enjoy, it was getting wet. The feeling of his damp clothes sticking to his body makes him cringe, so he avoids the rain as much as he could. Diane likes the rain, though, smiling as she danced under the droplets. As much as he wanted to stay by the fire, warm and clean, Diane had a way of persuading him outside. She dragged him by the material of his hood.

"Dance with me Harlequin~!"

Even then, too, through a matter of giggles and silly dances, his heart was happily persuaded.

6. robins

The first thing he sees from what felt like ages of sleep is a rocky ceiling. He narrows his eyes at the darkness –how'd he get there? Then he hears his heartbeats, loud in his ears as his eyes widen. "I…don't remember…" he grips his head as he sits up, "…a-anything…!"

"You're awake!" just as he was about to slip into despair, a giant's child with big purple eyes smiles at him. "I thought you'd never wake up." He blinks and tilts his head, "…Who are you?"

"Diane," she giggles faintly, "And you?"

His lips move on their on –"H…Harle-...quin…"

End notes:

[1] I just noticed how MS word counted everything other than words, and that my first set is barely a hundred words. T.T I'll revise those when I have the time. –matango starts bashing it's head on a tree.

[2] I'd imagine how sad it was to be locked up in a dark dungeon. I just think that King's memories of Diane were the things that brought him comfort throughout those long years. *I'm sure you've all noticed it, but King never really finished his sentence, he only spent 200 years in prison. Yey for Meliodafu and his gang :D.

[3]A robin symbolizes letting go of the old, and accepting a new beginning. It can also mean luck, and planting a new seed.

[4]Bwehehehe, I lied, I'll update daily :3.