Casper

In the Middle Ages, when kings, emperors, and so on ruled the world, in a small town near a picturesque sea lived a prince whose eyes enchanted everyone around him. He adored music and loved to sing. We're talking about little Prince David. His eyes sparkled like emeralds, and his pale, almost snow-white hair was never perfectly styled. {That David, that's you.}

In the same palace lived a young musician named Kasper, who played the violin and made everyone stay and listen with his gentle melody. His hair, almost as dark as the night sky, was always tousled. His blue eyes sparkled like the sky after dawn.

The little prince loved walks and music, but his father, the emperor, forbade him even to leave his room. There were times when he was allowed to go for walks, but that was in the distant past. Casper, on the other hand, was like a free bird. But sometimes he missed love.

You'd been friends with Kasper for about a year, and Kasper had begun to like you, even though you were a guy. His heart pounded wildly next to David.

One evening, as the long night was approaching, Kasper climbed the wall and sat down on your balcony. David saw him and hugged him. Kasper blushed slightly but immediately calmed down to tell you how well he'd spent the day and how good it was to be back with his old friend.