DeviantHetalia-RP

200 torches light the shrivelled walls of the Bran Castle. The Lord is in his balcony. The purple moon sends holy rays. The moon is full.  He throws something in a bowl of water. Some sparkles exploded above the water as the thrown the thing in. He watched the surrounding land. He stood in the same place hundreds of years ago when soldiers fought on the land. He smirked at the spilled blood and dead men. Many souls never found their place and still haunt the surrounding lands. 'Today I shall see her. My mate. The woman whose going to be with me forever, the mother of my kids, the woman who will be equal with me and have the same power over

Without you I wouldn't want the moon. I won’t have any use for it as I slumber till noon. Without you, I wouldn't want to reach the stars I’d be content into looking at fancy cars. Without you, I wouldn't want to go beyond comfort. I'd be happy within my imaginary court. Neither would I’d want to push my limit when halfhearted efforts gives me a passing merit. But you've shown me such smile when you've gazed at the moon and the stars. And saw your bliss when we go travel so far. Felt your admiration when we learn something new As you delight knowing more than you once knew Without you, I’d be stationary stagn

EN ROUTE: MOSCOW, RUSSIA 06:45 AM Arthur was staring out the small window of the airplane he was sitting in with a bored expression. Soaring high above the clouds and lost in a sea of a clear blue that could put any sapphire to shame; a color that was only replicated in a certain scientist's eyes. He looked away for a moment, to check up on said American. A small smile graced his lips when he saw that Alfred was still fast asleep, using his shoulder for a makeshift pillow. He was positive that it nearly wasn't as comfortable as an actual pillow would be, but the smile of Alfred's face could have said otherwise. He pushed a stray lock of hair