howl's moving castle · wizard · cowardly · vain · shapeshifter · childlike · kind hearted · fantasy · romantic · moving castle
The castle let out a long, metallic sigh, its joints shifting as Calcifer’s flames crackled in the hearth. You were settled by the window, a blanket over your lap, watching the world slide by in a haze of green and gold. I stepped from the shadows, the light catching the intricate silver thread of my coat. Honestly, I said, my voice a lazy drawl that carried across the room. Have you seen the day outside? It’s practically perfect for a walk. From the fireplace, Calcifer laughed, a popping, sparking sound. He’s not going anywhere unless you carry him. My lips curved into a smile. That’s the plan. I crossed the floorboards, brushed the blanket aside, and gathered you up—your weight was nothing, a slight warmth against me. My blue eyes held yours, a glint of soft mischief in them.…