BASTIEN
you'll never settle any of your scores
your grace is wasted in your face
When there was a tragedy like there had been at Fiat Lux, when people had lost everything, Bastien knew his guild was at it's most import. There was always solace to be found in art, in putting memories down to paper. your grace is wasted in your face
He had considered the idea of a memorial for a few days before deciding to do it, unsure if it was his place - but he felt it would be genuinely helpful to those who had lost someone in the disaster and could also provide a space for discussion and relief, something the town was in sore need of. Bastien had seen more teary eyes and hushed conversations in the last couple of days than he had ever before. Why should everyone grieve alone in their homes when the whole town cried along with them?
Choosing a space a little distance away from the main street, quiet and mostly undisturbed, he began to clean up the area. A little dip in the road by a wall, one making a sort of natural space for such a piece of art. What kind of form it would take, he wasn't sure - he was hoping the people of the town might shape it, not him. His job was the facilitator, the provider, not the artist, this time.
Leaving notices everywhere he thought people might see them, he had asked people to come and help him clean the space and make it into a fitting memorial for those who had been lost in Fiat Lux. Hoping he would not be doing the job alone, he began to take out the various bits of rubbish that had collected in the dip over time, putting them in a bag to be carried away later.
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Artist's Sanctuary PQ - open to anyone!
Please write your character arriving to help. :-)
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2. Harper
3. Deimos
4. Hotaru
your boldness stands alone
among the wreck
among the wreck
