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Don't you fret,
I don't feel any pain
A prince who felt he was capable of anything, who if not given what he wanted in life would create an opportunity for himself, a youth who was viewed as destined for greatness and prosperity.
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt me now
A young boy who felt monstrous, destined to fall from the moment he was born under the star of solitude, a child who was searching for something to grant him meaning and worth.
You're here, that's all I need to know
The two meet in a fall and a leap, elegance and grace meeting desperation and hope, the prince answering a prayer unasked, the boy finding a purpose in devotion to a prince who would never demand it.
And you will keep me safe
A devoted youth, serving from afar until his prince needed him, a prince cornered and trapped forced to take a blood price while the youth fought for his one true god.
And you will keep me close
Dearly needed pocket change spent in the act of mercy and kindness, granting freedom to flickering flames, giving them the rites to pass on. A small flame whispering “To die in battle for you is my greatest honor”
And rain will make the flowers grow
A cold flickering flame trying to warm a hurt and lost man, pressing close in reassurance that he is not alone. A brave little flame defending his reason for staying, fighting a battle that he is not yet strong enough to.
But you will live, dear Gods above
If I could close your wounds with words of love
An altar stained in blood, a screaming flame determined to protect, the pain of his beloved gives birth to his wraith, a temple scorched, and those who would harm his god reduced to ash.
Just hold me now, and let it be
Shelter me, comfort me
A nameless ghost determined to aid his god in everything, even his resentment, a ghost who will witness this pain and hate and will stand by his god regardless of the outcome.
So don't you fret,
I don't feel any pain
A last believer, bearing the burden so that his god does not need to, a nameless ghost calling upon the hate of those his god summoned in an effort to protect the one whose kindness saved him first.
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt me now
A cave of ten thousand gods, dedicated to one god, built while a ghost fought and bled to have the ability to protect his god upon their next meeting, the birth of a king, and eight hundred years spent searching.
I'm here (That's all I need to know)
A re-ascended prince, and a ghost king, meet in a hand extended and a hand given. A prince answering a prayer unasked, a king so devoted to a prince who would never demand it.
And you will keep me safe (And I will stay with you)
A prince and king standing side by side, a king determined to protect and defend his beloved, and a foolish prince who doesn’t see what is right in front of him.
(‘til you are sleeping) And you will keep me close
A tale of loss, and grief, a story of love that stretches beyond the end of the banquet of life, a devotion to do whatever it takes in the name of protecting his beloved, a sacrifice noticed too late, and a ghost king whispering “To die in battle for you is my greatest honor”
And rain (And rain)
Will make the flowers
The echo of “But, I will never leave you.” Ringing in a lonely prince's ears, a reminder of his devoted beloved ghost, the choice to believe in forever if it’s a promise from his ghost king.
Will make the flowers
A cottage built on a mountain of memories, surrounded by three thousand lanterns, a show of devotion, a beloved prince, and a beloved ghost king, they meet in a desperate run, clutching each other close and knowing that they will never be separated again.
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