I am on top of my world again- above all things seen, above the harsh sinful city. Down before me is the Busy Street that apart from being busy, has witnessed many crimes, a thousand crimes that I myself have done.
I had been- in my wildest dreams- the top hired assassin, a black ninja with the most impressive martial arts. Cruel. Ruthless.
That was until, of course, I met a friend.
She is someone who is not afraid of feeling pain to its intense for she has no knowledge about it. She is someone who doesn’t fear death for she has her servants ready to die for her. Gentle. Innocent.
My friend had been– in her wildest dreams- the princess. And she is on top of the other half of the world.
We have established a deep friendship, a strong bond or if in our dreams- a contract stating that I, the assassin, will never harm her in any way and that she, the princess, will never send me to prison for the crimes I have done and will do.
My friend and I have been true to our vows; and even if at first, it sounded more like politics, it has never been.
She is the best to me and me to her and despite the odd friendship, the contrast between us, we still dream together. And somehow, in a good way, my princess friend had taken away my cruelty and I had made her realize that there is more to life than great riches.
Right here, right now, even with the absurdity of our dreams, we are the best of friends.
There may come a time that the assassin, tired of the unjust laws, will decide to kill the princess; or the princess, finally became paranoid of pain, will give orders to her servants to attack the assassin... but either way, nothing matters.
We are together, right here, right now... even with the absurdity of our dreams.
Gian at 16