I will fight the end
Footsteps don't carry quite as well through grass and sand, lending Ronin a silence that he's not particularly known for. He's not here to pray either, but he's got an armful of tropical flowers that he plans to leave at the top of the Aumakua regardless; he can hardly stop by Torchline without paying respects to his goddess, especially so close to where he used to live up here on the cliffs.
As he draws closer, though, he does notice someone sitting there - he has to make his way past her to get to the lighthouse proper. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" He smiles, nodding out at the way the sun bleeds into the sea on the horizon. "If you sit long enough you'll see the stars come out. That's quite something as well."
As he draws closer, though, he does notice someone sitting there - he has to make his way past her to get to the lighthouse proper. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" He smiles, nodding out at the way the sun bleeds into the sea on the horizon. "If you sit long enough you'll see the stars come out. That's quite something as well."
'til the end is here
