Ethan Collins is Trying His Best
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Ethan observed the Prince properly, not from an objective light, but as a soul, for the first time. The pure white hair cascading over his shoulders and spilling down his back like snow. The delicate silver coronet that was woven between the strands that was perched on the crown of his head. The porcelain-white skin that noble ladies attempted to replicate by pasting thick layers of lead and vinegar on their faces. The powdery blue of his usually downcast eyes framed by thick eyelashes. The way the night tinged the apples of his cheeks a soft peachy colour and the tip of his nose pink.
You really are just a boy, aren’t you? Ethan thought, gazing up at Alex, who did not look back, his attention instead brought to the night sky.
Ethan wished he was the kind of man who could wax poetry about the stars and how they twinkled silver in the hemisphere, blinking down at them all. But he was not. He was stubbornly rational and pragmatic, down to his core. He could smile and celebrate and feel joy, but he could not envision things he saw no possibility for. His slumbers had always been stark and dreamless. He envied Alex’s adoration for the stars.
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“Now you really do have no brain.” His father said, smacking the back of Xander’s head hard enough that the fluid sloshed around in his cranium. Xander tried to scream but his tongue had melted, too, and his mouth was full of the same viscid substance. It bubbled out of his lips and he retched into the sink again.
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- Part 2 of Hand In Unlovable Hand