// now we are hanging out in the backyard //
It’s another day, one that brings an easy Flowerbirth breeze, parting clouds that had caused the dewy rain from the night before. Breaking some sunshine through the flowers outside of the House of Midnight, cascading on the lingering drops of water like tiny little shards of crystals. It isn’t too cold, but it isn’t too warm either, and rather than being inside as he wished he was, the Flood’s outside – fixing a particular beam by the front steps that’s seen some better days.
Between the weather and the winter of Meadowreach, it had water logged this particular beam and fractured it once it had dried out. So, he’s removed it, leaving the pile to the side so that it might be broken up later to become kindling of some kind, before working to nail in the new beam – stronger this time, hoping that perhaps it would last a little bit longer than the previous beam had.
It wasn’t terribly hard work, but between the sun breaks and the cool morning, he was glad for the navy sleeveless shirt that matches the lines of the wing tattoos that run down his back – pausing only occasionally as those that stop to visit the House of Midnight bid their greetings or departures.
Between the weather and the winter of Meadowreach, it had water logged this particular beam and fractured it once it had dried out. So, he’s removed it, leaving the pile to the side so that it might be broken up later to become kindling of some kind, before working to nail in the new beam – stronger this time, hoping that perhaps it would last a little bit longer than the previous beam had.
It wasn’t terribly hard work, but between the sun breaks and the cool morning, he was glad for the navy sleeveless shirt that matches the lines of the wing tattoos that run down his back – pausing only occasionally as those that stop to visit the House of Midnight bid their greetings or departures.
the flood
// looking at a new point of view //
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
