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This is a little boy for those of you who may mistake him for a girl.

Econ Teacher: Heh, your going to run out of lead.
Me: No I'm not.

>XD and I didn't, so HAH!

Been in an art depression (no room for Jackie to play on comp or draw, going through withdraws). Anyway.. for some reason I can almost always draw Sil-sama.. XD;; only now he's tiny.

This is the story that goes behind this picture. (pay no attention to my crappy writing skills, hahaaa.)

Sil-sama's fathers name is pronounced "Luu-sh-ious", if that makes any sense.

Story:

The young prince gently took hold of his father's sleeve, tugging it slightly with wide, curious crimson eyes. "Father," he began, "what is love?"

Lucious refused to meet his only son's gaze. "Love is a passionate bond a person feels for another. It comes in several forms… Comfort, affection, intimacy…"

"Will I ever find love, father?"

His narrow face held sudden hatred, such pain. A nagging throb struck the older mans heart, reopening old, sorrowful wounds. "No Silvanis."

The boy's eyes grew wide, distraught by his fathers words, "w-why not?" he begged, desperately grasping the material of his fathers clothes. "Why father?"

"Because…." Lucious whispered, his black and empty eyes retreating behind pale eyelids. "You are incapable of being loved…"

Baffled, Silvanis released his father's sleeve. "Why… Why do you say such things? How do you know this, father?"

"Isn't it obvious?" he asked suddenly, "it's because you're a bringer of misfortune… a burden. All of those who've loved and cared for you have perished by your presence in this world. You are simply not worth the risk… which is why everyone keeps such a distance from you."

Tears swelled within Silvanis' eyes; "you're lying…" he sobbed.

"As long as you're alive… everyone in this world will continue to suffer. Didn't you know…? You're the reason this world was swallowed into such darkness."

The small child tried to wipe away his tears, but to no avail. "I don't believe you…"

"Your free to think as ignorantly as you please… but the truth will always lurk in that void you call a heart. You'll never find love… because it will wither and die the moment you touch it. You will rob that being of its life, just like you robbed your mothers."

/END

And there you have it. One of the reasons my poor Silvanis is so messed up. O: *pets him.* Sil-sama's mother died in child birth.. and instead of loving and cherishing Silvanis, Lucious saw him as nothing but a disease that stole his lovers life--and because "The Dark Lord" hated his only son... Everyone else would be damned if they even touched the boy.. in fear of angering Lucious.

In the picture, Silvanis is beaten and bloody... But he can't feel anything... He's chained, broken.. and can't fill the emptiness in his heart.

Now I must go do my homework.. *sobs and sobs.*

Story, Characters, and Art © Jaclyn Pendleton

Description
This is a little boy for those of you who may mistake him for a girl.

Econ Teacher: Heh, your going to run out of lead.
Me: No I'm not.

>XD and I didn't, so HAH!

Been in an art depression (no room for Jackie to play on comp or draw, going through withdraws). Anyway.. for some reason I can almost always draw Sil-sama.. XD;; only now he's tiny.

This is the story that goes behind this picture. (pay no attention to my crappy writing skills, hahaaa.)

Sil-sama's fathers name is pronounced "Luu-sh-ious", if that makes any sense.

Story:

The young prince gently took hold of his father's sleeve, tugging it slightly with wide, curious crimson eyes. "Father," he began, "what is love?"

Lucious refused to meet his only son's gaze. "Love is a passionate bond a person feels for another. It comes in several forms… Comfort, affection, intimacy…"

"Will I ever find love, father?"

His narrow face held sudden hatred, such pain. A nagging throb struck the older mans heart, reopening old, sorrowful wounds. "No Silvanis."

The boy's eyes grew wide, distraught by his fathers words, "w-why not?" he begged, desperately grasping the material of his fathers clothes. "Why father?"

"Because…." Lucious whispered, his black and empty eyes retreating behind pale eyelids. "You are incapable of being loved…"

Baffled, Silvanis released his father's sleeve. "Why… Why do you say such things? How do you know this, father?"

"Isn't it obvious?" he asked suddenly, "it's because you're a bringer of misfortune… a burden. All of those who've loved and cared for you have perished by your presence in this world. You are simply not worth the risk… which is why everyone keeps such a distance from you."

Tears swelled within Silvanis' eyes; "you're lying…" he sobbed.

"As long as you're alive… everyone in this world will continue to suffer. Didn't you know…? You're the reason this world was swallowed into such darkness."

The small child tried to wipe away his tears, but to no avail. "I don't believe you…"

"Your free to think as ignorantly as you please… but the truth will always lurk in that void you call a heart. You'll never find love… because it will wither and die the moment you touch it. You will rob that being of its life, just like you robbed your mothers."

/END

And there you have it. One of the reasons my poor Silvanis is so messed up. O: *pets him.* Sil-sama's mother died in child birth.. and instead of loving and cherishing Silvanis, Lucious saw him as nothing but a disease that stole his lovers life--and because "The Dark Lord" hated his only son... Everyone else would be damned if they even touched the boy.. in fear of angering Lucious.

In the picture, Silvanis is beaten and bloody... But he can't feel anything... He's chained, broken.. and can't fill the emptiness in his heart.

Now I must go do my homework.. *sobs and sobs.*

Story, Characters, and Art © Jaclyn Pendleton