Belle stood up and walked towards the sky as if it would lead her down the path of morning to the world he knew and she hadn’t. “Are you allowed to take people?” She asked turning to him, fearing she was too old. Belle hadn’t wanted to grow up, and there was something…
Belle couldn’t help but keep her eyes glued everywhere he looked. When he looked over to a window cill her eyes moved with his, she only knew he was looking back at her by her peripheral vision. Her eyes saddened as he told her story, she would have comforted him but he was flying high above her. Her eyes gazed upon his face as he looked not so irritable but more sensitive and venerable. “I reminded you of this girl?” Belle couldn’t help but smile, noticing his cheeks turning pink at the mention of her name. “So you heard my name?” She said stiff and in fear, “By who?”
beautywaswiththebeast reblogged this from faith-trust-dust
beautywaswiththebeast posted this
