Jun 13, 2020 14:05:41 GMT
Post by Siegfried Kresnik on Jun 13, 2020 14:05:41 GMT
A moment alone
With the unbeknown, reset the world, imagine home. A primal need to touch the stars, only way there to enter
Clover Town.
Siegfried had not been to this city ever before and the sole thought of visiting it was completely bittersweet to the man. So many nights stargazing and making plans of how wonderful life would be when they moved to Clover Town, all the wonderful things they would see and do... And all came to a tragic end on that fateful night and Siegfried instinctively touched his scarred chest as he remembered that. His normally jolly expression was in complete pain at the moment, but luckily the black hood he was wearing was doing a good job at casting a shadow and hiding the distress he harboured in his heavy heart.
The town itself was not impressive at first look, but rather looked like just a regular small town in a mountainous area, surrounded by a thick forest. But there was so much more than meet the eyes in that place, and the further he ventured through the narrow and yet beautifully made streets, he realized that the town was rather alluring and charming. This was, after all, the place where all the Masters from the Legal Guilds would converge and discuss important matters. But more importantly than that, it was also the epicenter of all History of the Kingdom, and its museum was renowned beyond measures.
And that museum was exactly the place the man was heading to. As he approached it, he took a deep breath and tried to change his distressed expression to a more neutral one. He half-accomplished that goal and, if anything, he looked just melancholic now. Taking off his hooded cape and putting it back in his travel bag, the man stared at the entrance of the building and sighed deeply. "I was supposed to come here with you, ya know?" since he seemed to be alone, he was speaking to himself in a low tone, but still should someone be close enough. "Heh..." he chuckled and shook his head as his eyes watered for a bit, but he was quick to wipe them clean.
"It is my fault in the end... I can't escape that thought... I should've protected you, protected both of you... And yet, all I accomplished was to give him a proper grave and you... A life, I hope?..." he sighed once again, lifting his head to stare at the door of the museum, wondering if he should make his way inside it or not; his heart was thorn.
MP: 1500
tags: vanadis
- Mizo.
Siegfried had not been to this city ever before and the sole thought of visiting it was completely bittersweet to the man. So many nights stargazing and making plans of how wonderful life would be when they moved to Clover Town, all the wonderful things they would see and do... And all came to a tragic end on that fateful night and Siegfried instinctively touched his scarred chest as he remembered that. His normally jolly expression was in complete pain at the moment, but luckily the black hood he was wearing was doing a good job at casting a shadow and hiding the distress he harboured in his heavy heart.
The town itself was not impressive at first look, but rather looked like just a regular small town in a mountainous area, surrounded by a thick forest. But there was so much more than meet the eyes in that place, and the further he ventured through the narrow and yet beautifully made streets, he realized that the town was rather alluring and charming. This was, after all, the place where all the Masters from the Legal Guilds would converge and discuss important matters. But more importantly than that, it was also the epicenter of all History of the Kingdom, and its museum was renowned beyond measures.
And that museum was exactly the place the man was heading to. As he approached it, he took a deep breath and tried to change his distressed expression to a more neutral one. He half-accomplished that goal and, if anything, he looked just melancholic now. Taking off his hooded cape and putting it back in his travel bag, the man stared at the entrance of the building and sighed deeply. "I was supposed to come here with you, ya know?" since he seemed to be alone, he was speaking to himself in a low tone, but still should someone be close enough. "Heh..." he chuckled and shook his head as his eyes watered for a bit, but he was quick to wipe them clean.
"It is my fault in the end... I can't escape that thought... I should've protected you, protected both of you... And yet, all I accomplished was to give him a proper grave and you... A life, I hope?..." he sighed once again, lifting his head to stare at the door of the museum, wondering if he should make his way inside it or not; his heart was thorn.
MP: 1500
tags: vanadis
- Mizo.
