The Soap Prince

Does it really matter if we're the same kind? Reproductive isolation says it matters a lot. What if there's no reproductive isolation? But I'm a man. I know you're a man. Does that have anything to do with my question? Even without reproductive isolation, how is a man supposed to give birth? I promise it'll work. Want to try? The prince imprisoned in the high tower throws bars of soap down from the tower at midnight every night. No one knows why. An offbeat seme X an imaginative uke, tower X person All sorts of childhood objects get tossed into the story, but they all show up in strange places. An eternal-endings kind of story, a story that keeps telling stories. Fairy tales never end, after all. Also, please don't discuss the author's morals or logic with them. Theme: