Torchline's beauty is unmistakable, and the more she explores it the more she can see the appeal of living out her days beneath the sun. Though her blood runs colder, more inclined to ice and towering mountains than temperate waters and white sand, it has its own draw that she can't fully avoid. It seems as of late that she splits her time more evenly between Halo and Torchline than the Grounds where she technically lives. More of a wandering nomad these days, a ghost chasing some sort of home that she's unsure she'll ever find.
She is particularly morose today, though nobody passing by would ever know with how serene she keeps her expression. Wearing little more than an airy summer dress and a wide-brimmed hat to keep the sun from her sensitive eyes. The long fabric is tugged about into a playful dance in her wake as the wind rushes against her bare legs. The sand bar is quite a sight, with bleached sand that stretches out for what seems like miles as the tides recede.
Hotaru walks the line between sand and sea, the damp sand forming to her slight weight as the water cools her ankles intermittently. It is a beautiful day for a walk, but an even better one for exploration, and she is drawn by the siren song of music as the wind rushes through a colorful structure before her. Intrigued she moves closer, admiring the crisp lines and beautiful architecture that gleams beneath the autumn sun.
She is particularly morose today, though nobody passing by would ever know with how serene she keeps her expression. Wearing little more than an airy summer dress and a wide-brimmed hat to keep the sun from her sensitive eyes. The long fabric is tugged about into a playful dance in her wake as the wind rushes against her bare legs. The sand bar is quite a sight, with bleached sand that stretches out for what seems like miles as the tides recede.
Hotaru walks the line between sand and sea, the damp sand forming to her slight weight as the water cools her ankles intermittently. It is a beautiful day for a walk, but an even better one for exploration, and she is drawn by the siren song of music as the wind rushes through a colorful structure before her. Intrigued she moves closer, admiring the crisp lines and beautiful architecture that gleams beneath the autumn sun.
Hotaru
