Post by aurélia katona on Sept 18, 2017 6:29:30 GMT
YOU'VE WAITED IN VAIN
BECAUSE THERE'S NOTHING FOR YOU
BECAUSE THERE'S NOTHING FOR YOU
There was some sense of charm that could be had with the outskirts of Sundial, unrestricted lush landscape that could stretch for miles and never quite bound to the same borders that the humble city maintained– the sight was liberating and to stand within its presence was relieving. Despite the harrowing creatures that lurked outside tall defensive walls, the thought never quite took away from the ethereal beauty the outskirts seemed to hold.
Aurélia would find herself wandering towards the outskirts from time to time, her purpose holding little intent other than the small desire to unwind from rooted stress built overtime though some portion of her believed that her visits alluded to the contrast the outskirts had compared her once well pampered childhood. She soon leans forwards, her breath curling in the chilled air as she breathes out a small sigh; her arms resting against the cold window sill of the lighthouse while her eyes peer through the rain covered glass.
Her attention never seemed to waver from the window, her attention focused on building storm that lies just outside the strong protective walls of the lighthouse while a small genuine smile settled onto her lips; body perking when she hears the faint rumble of thunder, “Do you enjoy storms?” She breaks the silence for just a moment, her heading turning from the window for just a moment to look at the large crocodile that rested a few inches from her.
His movements appeared to be slow, auburn gaze resting upon his witch when he was confronted with a question, “To an extent.” Agni formulates the words, his voice deep and gruff though calm yet the moment was short lived.
She reaches her hand down to brush her fingertips against the rough scales of her familiar, her intents clear as she gently forces away before her attention diverted to the room around her; eyes resting on the door for just a moment when she thought she heard someone lurking around.
Aurélia would find herself wandering towards the outskirts from time to time, her purpose holding little intent other than the small desire to unwind from rooted stress built overtime though some portion of her believed that her visits alluded to the contrast the outskirts had compared her once well pampered childhood. She soon leans forwards, her breath curling in the chilled air as she breathes out a small sigh; her arms resting against the cold window sill of the lighthouse while her eyes peer through the rain covered glass.
Her attention never seemed to waver from the window, her attention focused on building storm that lies just outside the strong protective walls of the lighthouse while a small genuine smile settled onto her lips; body perking when she hears the faint rumble of thunder, “Do you enjoy storms?” She breaks the silence for just a moment, her heading turning from the window for just a moment to look at the large crocodile that rested a few inches from her.
His movements appeared to be slow, auburn gaze resting upon his witch when he was confronted with a question, “To an extent.” Agni formulates the words, his voice deep and gruff though calm yet the moment was short lived.
She reaches her hand down to brush her fingertips against the rough scales of her familiar, her intents clear as she gently forces away before her attention diverted to the room around her; eyes resting on the door for just a moment when she thought she heard someone lurking around.
CODED BY REM OF WW
