ANDEN
CHASING THE SUN
There were so few of them, and even fewer that Anden had physically met. Really Bastien was the first other ascended he knew. The first one at least that wasn't inside of his head. The warning from the women's voice inside his head rang through his mind once more. She mentioned names he'd never heard of, so Anden continued to ignore it. "Does it ever get lonely? Us being... Well so different."The guild seemed nice. A small tight knit group of friend who were all artsy. It seemed like a small spec of joy in the darkness of the grounds. "Sounds like you've made a place for all to enjoy."
Anden listened to Bastien's smooth voice as he explained his role in the Grounds, and with the Voice. The Voice always seemed to have something for the Ascended to do. Bastien doing what could only be explained as odd jobs for his Goddess seemed so different than what he was expecting. So much about the Voice seemed to be unknown to Anden. What was she after? "Fight... Explore? Is this world not fully explored yet? Is there still more to it?
Bastien seemed to be a peaceful man. Quiet, but caring. Everything about him seemed at peace, despite the world around them seemingly in a battle with itself. Had he just given up, or did he find a way to channel everything into a tranquil life. Either way, Anden was jealous. His own mind was riddled with questions, and thoughts of his past. Without need to sleep, his mind never found solace, never finding the time to stop and process everything. It just kept spinning.
