A Boy and his Dreams

[Blanchables 528]

A Boy and his Dreams

Tales of a Young Heir

Charles Augustus on a hunt with his noble dog

 

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Through bitter rivalries and heated court cases, simple truths began to elevate themselves to the young d’Arkent, truths that carried the heaviest of weights to such a budding spirit. These simple truths remained shackled to the boy’s ankles, at first weighing him down like an anchor, the heaviest of burdens that such a child was not ready to face. But as the reality of his situation began to offset the panic and distress the boy faced, it was no longer fear this child felt coursing through his form, but rather, the teeming enthusiasm of newfound responsibility. Where once was the overwhelming pressure of grief, replaced instead with the liberation of duty. The simple truths, fast unshackling themselves from the boy’s legs, transformed into something more. Something to raise him above his station. A device to maneuver him forward and upward, beyond what was previously expected of him to accomplish. His truths became his dreams, dreams for the betterment of himself and his family. And it was these dreams that provoked him to become more than he was, to be stronger than expected.

 

Being forced into a situation of accelerated growth proves to be a blessing and a curse for such a young mind. It molds the senses, allows a spurt of maturity to blossom the youthful heart to fruition. It ceases selfish desires, and replaces them with a yearning for improvement, both of self and community. Young as he may be, Charles began to dream of something bigger than himself. As he watched his siblings play in the garden of the estate, he would picture their future. A future as the dreams of a better Helena. With each traumatic obstacle that began to obstruct the young heir’s path, an in-suppressible energy to be better than his plight would take form, and the dreams of a young child would see to it that nothing more stands in his way.
 

[libertyybelle 6187]

A certain mother always knew within her heart that her boy was destined for great things. Soon, he would prove to be a true Carrington. Just like his Grandfather, Green.

[ErikAzog 3575]

Peter Baldwin, the Duke of Sunholdt, would look across the Lake Helena, thinking on his Grandchild, Charles Augustus. "He reminds me of when I was young. A boy with a silver spoon in his mouth. But with the drive to do whatever he wishes for. I know for one I will support the young lad in whatever he desires.” he’d state, going to swirl his glass of Sundholt red, going to down it.