| Subject: §Goodßye £ove, Goodßye....§ |
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Mänx
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Date Posted: 15:27:35 02/08/03 Sat
Author Host/IP: spider-mtc-td083.proxy.aol.com/64.12.104.188
A man strides in, leading a teen boy. The boy is not handosme nor cute, not 'gorgeouse' nor 'fine' nor any other word so often attached to males. None of them touch him. He is beautiful. His skin is a golden brown, the color of burnt honey, his eyes dark, dark blue, almost black. His hair is white, streaked with black and falling past his shoulders in length. His fingers are long and graceful, hands delicatedly boned and fine-artists's hands. His legs are long and thin, feet largish, good for balance. His face is elvish, heart shaped.
You look again and relise that he would be truely beautiful, if not for the condition he's in. His two-toned hair is filthy, and tangled. The warm toned skin is scarred in quiet a few places and streached tight over a too-thin form, without an inch of fat to keep him warm. The graceful hands are calloused and rough. The fine-boned face is bruised and bleeding.
But his eyes.....
His eyes are wild. Though they are the eyes of one who has see and done things no other teen should have to, they shine with unbroken spirit, with fire, passion, heat, strength, and a will to live. No, this boy is not yet broken, not in spirit. And that is a mirical.
The man jerks the boy roughly, and the boy stummbles forward to fall at the gruff man's feet. He growls and lurches to his feet, jerking at the rope that holds him to the man. The man is much stronger, though, then the weakened boy, and slams him back to the ground, kicking him firmly. The downed boy begins to cough violently, unable to rise again as the man drops the rope and simply walks off, leaving the now gasping boy alone.
§I am cursed:§
Mänx
§I have been trapped here:§
Fifteen years
§My behavior tends to be:§
Refuses to be tamed, refuses to stay down. He is fiesty and smart-mouthed, and does not like older people, particuarly males. HOWEVER, tends to flinch or duck when a hand is raised, and often will freak out when many people start yelling.
§My history was:§
Find out.
§Anything else?:§
Friendly or loving touches are forgein to him- knee jerk reaction to being touched is fight or flee.
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