[littl3chocobo]

oliver put his hands on zosa the warmth eased his pain the look the other gave before he began to cringe and ramble doubled it back again. zosa began be become upset, there was something wrong! he stood there oliver barely touching him barely looking but speaking fast and in an upset mater, all zosa knew was it had to stop so he did the only thing he knew to do. he placed his hands on the boy's chest and looked for a wish. a chill took him and he grew calm, from the greatest reaches of the voild snow began to fall. he could feel a crystal form under his hands

(mori)