magic_fratboy

He’s always grateful for the chance to give humans his time when he performs, and though he’s grateful in turn for their attention, they give him no greater blessing than the night the show ends and he realizes the masses are chanting his name…not hers.

Christmas shopping was hard enough without adding the fact that he was in love with the woman who, quite literally, had everything: money, things, experiences…and an eternity of Christmases left to her.

There's truth in being naked when he makes an escape, an honesty that frightens him because when he says there's nothing up his sleeve, that he's got nothing but his own skill to rely on...he means it.

He was empty before he slipped into the cage, waiting for the power to come and reclaim him until the darkness fled and he burst free from the steel bars rigged to spring, becoming The Avatar and accepting the mantle, both dark and light, that the wildly applauding hands of the audience laid across his shoulders.