// the past is just a bridge we burned down behind us
when we left this town, running from the blinding heat //
when we left this town, running from the blinding heat //
It’s early enough that the dew hasn’t quite disappeared from the blades of grass and blooming flowers of Meadowreach, but the Flood has gotten an early rise. A cup of coffee that steams in the cool early morning keeps him warm alongside a soft forest green sweater, settled in a wooden chair out back, deciding to embrace the quiet early morning outdoors where he can watch the birds flit about, retrieving the worms closest to the surface while the ground is still somewhat damp.
The morning is peaceful, surprisingly given the information received from Noah and the river stars he’d seen not too long ago. At the very least, the weather here has been temperate, not drowning in the rain of the Grounds or the stormy waters of Torchline, nor the heat of Halo. Though something tells him its one of the few times he might get, being able to relax like this, before things start to really hit the fan.
At least he feels well enough prepared this go around.
The morning is peaceful, surprisingly given the information received from Noah and the river stars he’d seen not too long ago. At the very least, the weather here has been temperate, not drowning in the rain of the Grounds or the stormy waters of Torchline, nor the heat of Halo. Though something tells him its one of the few times he might get, being able to relax like this, before things start to really hit the fan.
At least he feels well enough prepared this go around.
the flood
// of our disaster when we left this town
you can rely on me, i will always let you down //
you can rely on me, i will always let you down //
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
