First Kiss of Fate
Fate never has been that kind to bleach out boy whose dark hair at times fell into the mysterious silversih grey eyes. His pale skin shines under moonlight as the thirteen year old gaze at the stars with a look of wonder. It was rare when he could come to earth to see the stars at night when he lives in the underworld.
He could hear the footsteps of his mother calling out to him, ‘Grim, it’s time for bed.”
Glancing at the woman with a smile, the boy replies respectfully. “Coming, mom I hav a question to ask you…”