Somewhere in the pond, Pt 2.
The princess toad leaped majestically down the corridors and behind her were her maids, all of whom were beautifully slimed up. Their skin radiated so much moist and shone like crystal, the best mirrors drenched in water.
Sund couldn't breath out of excitement as she walked pass him; she was the woman if his dreams and here she was. In a moment of madness, he rushed down the line so he could see her one more time as she majestically leapt along.
The soulful instrumental and hush hush from the crowd provided the most romantic rhythm he had ever heard.
The crash was so loud that he tumbled down the stairs and found himself lying at the feet of this beautiful toad. There was sudden silence and the instrumental music went dead for a second.
Sund didn't look and he fell off the rails and landed on his back with the princess staring down at him.
In that swift second, he saw love written in the beady eyes of the princess who extended a hand at him and helped him up.
She held him close and told him she love him and that he was the only things that made sense in the world. He told her he loves her back and they stared lovingly at each other.
They must have been in that position for some seconds when the Reverend Toad the 3rd, cleared his throat.
They both stood upright and Toad the 3rd announced that he should go ahead and kiss his bride.
He woke up to a start and saw the toad licking his face in quick darted moves as it swipes off the insects that were now swarming around his bruised swollen left chin.
He spat out a bit and tried to drive the insect away with the wave of his hand, but he was too weak and decided it would be best for the toad to have her fill.
As he look out, the sun had gone down and the night cloud was picking up gradually. With a last mumble, he cried for help and waited. He cried again and waited and discovered his voice was barely a whisper.
He thought about Tonie and how worried she will be now. This trip was supposed to be the perfect moment for him to pop the question and in and to get everything right, he lost a footing and came crashing here.
3 days! 3 days?? he cursed under his breath. How can no one look for him for 3 days? How dare they forget he was here for e days with a broken leg and dislocated left shoulder?
After what seemed like a minute, he summoned his last strength and rained abuses on himself for being a fool by heading out on this journey without telling anyone, not even Tonie.
He was going to die a miserable death he was sure and he was never going to be missed. He closed his eyes and resigned himself to fate when he saw a flash of light hovering over the gully.
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Wow, nicely told, and that was some twist, bro 👍🏼. Being in love should be studied as a mental illness in colleges. Lol. Dirty dreams.
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I just love how cute that image is 😁😁
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