Samuel
"The ocean. Yes. I've heard there is one at the other side of the Greatwood, but I do not know the way. Maybe if I find it some day, I can take you there." Sam suggested, a hopeful smile on his face. It was a nice image, strolling along the beach with his friends, something almost out of a fantasy book. Certainly nothing that felt possible in the near future.Remi asked what he hoped to find, out in the world. Sam was silent for a moment, because he didn't really know the answer beyond vague dreams and ideas. He wanted to find himself, confidence, some meaning in his life..but those weren't really answers.
"I think...I would like to see a lot of different things. And...meet all sorts of different people. So that I can come back home knowing that I've seen everything outside, and now I can relax. I could draw, and write, and not worry about what was going on outside and if I was missing it." This answer was a half-truth but it was the best he could come up with for the moment. "Maybe..by the time I came back...the Hollowed Grounds will have worked out it's problems."
And it's hard to write about being happy
'Cause the older I get
'Cause the older I get
I find that happiness is an extremely uneventful subject
