Post by Claudio on Sept 14, 2006 19:58:51 GMT
Shall I tell you a tale my dears? You shan't feel sorry for me nor shall you weep at my loss, it's safe to say you shall not like me by the end of it... I am not one to be liked. I cannot be liked however I can be adored.
I am Claudio de Valentine, I adopted the name. Claudio the Valentine, Claudio the Cupid, the lover, the adulteror and the sinner. But can I please emphasise I am trying my best to break this spell.
I am a swanmane and have been since my becoming a man aged nineteen or eighteen. A witch cursed me for being a selfish, spoilt prince with no compassion and the only ability to make love and break hearts. Yes... I was a Casanova and still enjoy such passtimes. Sadly, I chose a lover in the Witch's daughter, and her sons.. but that my dears is another story indeed. The Witch's daughter it is safe to say was beautiful, alarmingly so, and sweet as sugar cane. I courted her and whispered sweet nothings in her ear and yes, my brothers and sister, I wooed her so much so she was pregnant with my child before the following annum. I wanted nothing to do with this "tainted" produce. I had another lover, and yet another again.
The witch cursed me for blackening her name, ruining her daughter and disgracing a very honorable family of white witches. She made me a swan Prince, a tainted Prince, unworthy of the throne. The spell can only be broken on the occassion that I fall in Love and am Loved in Return. If I cannot breka the spell before my hundreth year I shall remain a swan until my death.
I have two years left my brothers in arms... only two years...
I am Claudio de Valentine, I adopted the name. Claudio the Valentine, Claudio the Cupid, the lover, the adulteror and the sinner. But can I please emphasise I am trying my best to break this spell.
I am a swanmane and have been since my becoming a man aged nineteen or eighteen. A witch cursed me for being a selfish, spoilt prince with no compassion and the only ability to make love and break hearts. Yes... I was a Casanova and still enjoy such passtimes. Sadly, I chose a lover in the Witch's daughter, and her sons.. but that my dears is another story indeed. The Witch's daughter it is safe to say was beautiful, alarmingly so, and sweet as sugar cane. I courted her and whispered sweet nothings in her ear and yes, my brothers and sister, I wooed her so much so she was pregnant with my child before the following annum. I wanted nothing to do with this "tainted" produce. I had another lover, and yet another again.
The witch cursed me for blackening her name, ruining her daughter and disgracing a very honorable family of white witches. She made me a swan Prince, a tainted Prince, unworthy of the throne. The spell can only be broken on the occassion that I fall in Love and am Loved in Return. If I cannot breka the spell before my hundreth year I shall remain a swan until my death.
I have two years left my brothers in arms... only two years...
