Nikolai
Not all truths
Belong to the light
Belong to the light
Nikolai rolled his shoulders, tension bleeding from him as he entered the Atheneum. The place never ceased to set him at ease. Surrounded by books and quiet, the young Ascended was happy as could be. Unfortuanly today, he hadn't come to read. Finding a table he set down is tools for the day. A folder, of paper an old book he was willing to part with, and a large jar.
The objective of the day was to catch a paper wasp. Nikolai had seen a few in the past but he'd never attempted to touch one. He'd generally let them be and they returned in kind. Eyeing the menagerie of items he'd brought, he tried to figure the best strategy to find and acquire one of the wasps.
"Where to begin..?" He mused to himself, biting his lip in thought.
The objective of the day was to catch a paper wasp. Nikolai had seen a few in the past but he'd never attempted to touch one. He'd generally let them be and they returned in kind. Eyeing the menagerie of items he'd brought, he tried to figure the best strategy to find and acquire one of the wasps.
"Where to begin..?" He mused to himself, biting his lip in thought.
Some lie in wait
For you to step into the shadows
For you to step into the shadows
