It was a night for quiet contemplation. Though many upon the shore seemed to take solace in the company of others, Hadama made no further move to call out to anyone. He had no shared memories with anyone present of lost loved ones, and his own dead family were a personal pain that he held deep inside.
Finding a quiet place along a dock he rose high enough out of the water to rest his arms on the wood and lean on it for support. It provided a good place to watch the lanterns that floated on the still waters of the underground Lake, and to admire those that hung from hooks within the cave itself. His hair caught the reflected light in a metallic shimmer, making him easy to find if anyone chose to approach, but the Tidebreaker seemed content to spend the night alone with his memories, whether or not Ludo appeared before him this year.
Finding a quiet place along a dock he rose high enough out of the water to rest his arms on the wood and lean on it for support. It provided a good place to watch the lanterns that floated on the still waters of the underground Lake, and to admire those that hung from hooks within the cave itself. His hair caught the reflected light in a metallic shimmer, making him easy to find if anyone chose to approach, but the Tidebreaker seemed content to spend the night alone with his memories, whether or not Ludo appeared before him this year.
