Nights like this [Daphne/Aurelion]
Mar 11, 2016 0:50:08 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2016 0:50:08 GMT -5
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[attr="class","lost1"]we rise in the dying
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[attr="class","mouths1"]This was the perfect place to be, within all the places of the titan's camp the lake sure was beautiful at night. Aurelion often came down here in her youth when she needed to think, or just wanted to relax. It was hard being around people all the time having grown up in the realm of Tartarus, it was quite hard making friends. She was someone who was more or less trying to become more friendly, try to understand people; but then again sometimes her efforts were for nothing. So time and time again she would always ask herself Why try? and the answer was very simple, Because we all wish to be understood.<br>
As she took a seat near the shore of the lake she looked out to the moon, she was hugging her knee's slightly as she was glaring, it was quite a beautiful night, the stars were out in all their shining glory, it seemed like a good picture to her, something she didn't mind drawing out. She figured that it would be a lovely tattoo, something that someone might want when they came into her shop. She took out her pad, her pencils, and her ruler, as she began to stare up at the moon she began to draw it out, then the stars, then the lake. As she was drawing she was wondering how her shop was doing back in Athens, she had left someone in charge of her store, an old friend of hers went by the name of Daxos, she hoped the store was doing good.<br>
She began to put in the coloring as she lifted her head to look around, she wondered where everyone was, then again she was someone who figured that everyone was sleeping. The wind began to blow as off in the distance there was the sound of roaring, likely from the sea. The first time she had heard those sounds it was quite terrifying to her, she had been told stories by the nymph about the sea of monsters; but the stories were nothing like hearing the actual thing. Nowadays it was quite pleasant to hear such creatures, she knew they guarded the borders between the mortals and them, and so Aurelion found that reassuring. As she drew she was expecting someone, anyone to show up lest she fall asleep before her drawing was finished.
As she took a seat near the shore of the lake she looked out to the moon, she was hugging her knee's slightly as she was glaring, it was quite a beautiful night, the stars were out in all their shining glory, it seemed like a good picture to her, something she didn't mind drawing out. She figured that it would be a lovely tattoo, something that someone might want when they came into her shop. She took out her pad, her pencils, and her ruler, as she began to stare up at the moon she began to draw it out, then the stars, then the lake. As she was drawing she was wondering how her shop was doing back in Athens, she had left someone in charge of her store, an old friend of hers went by the name of Daxos, she hoped the store was doing good.<br>
She began to put in the coloring as she lifted her head to look around, she wondered where everyone was, then again she was someone who figured that everyone was sleeping. The wind began to blow as off in the distance there was the sound of roaring, likely from the sea. The first time she had heard those sounds it was quite terrifying to her, she had been told stories by the nymph about the sea of monsters; but the stories were nothing like hearing the actual thing. Nowadays it was quite pleasant to hear such creatures, she knew they guarded the borders between the mortals and them, and so Aurelion found that reassuring. As she drew she was expecting someone, anyone to show up lest she fall asleep before her drawing was finished.
[attr="class","lying1"]✎ @ulla , notes here don't make them too long
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