Super kawaii doki doki desu!

Tyler let out a small yawn as he laid there in the deep grass. The smell of flowers wafted by his nose. His eyes were cast upwards at the clouds but his mind was elsewhere. The small boy was having a daydream about adventures and princes. This is usually where anyone would find the boy, alone with his eye's cast upwards. But then again, he never saw anything wrong with shirking his duties. The child was no more than 12 years old and he was already a rather accomplished "Magician of the White Order" or "White Mage" for short. He has spent his whole life training and practicing his healing magic, so what is so bad about him taking some alone time every now and then?

As he continued to lay there, his white robes with the many little green stains on them hoisted up to his knee's; he began to feel a little sleepy. . . and before he knew it he had already fell asleep. His daydreams of dragons and fairies had slowly creeped into his dream like state and the adventure continued onward. He was visioning himself as a great Black Mage, laying waste to whole armies of the undead! This was surely much more macho and manly than running around and healing scraped knee's and burnt fingers. In his dream he was making fire rain from the heavens and ice flow from his hands like it was nothing! Ahhh~ What wonderful dreams. So wonderful in fact, that a smile appeared on his sleeping visage.