nature's photographers

B a s t i e n

I can fit two people under my skin
Yea I can fit two people under my skin

For a brief second, Bastien opened his mouth to enquire what 'wi fi' was, but ultimately decided against it and stayed quiet. There were only so many miracle technologies of the future he could hear about in one day and still feel sane. "You must think my world and this one to be quite primitive." He commented, voice sad and low as he thought over the humble inventions he had been impressed with in his youth.

Seeing there was already a sketch in the book, he leaned forward to inspect it, a smile coming over Bastien's face as he did. "I do not know why you seem so shy and unsure; this shows a good mastery of the basics already. I refuse to give you much instruction. I want to see you bloom on your own. Paint, sketch...do what feels right!" Gesturing out his both his hands in an arch, he went to find some other mediums and canvases and books to give Cameron when they left as he listened to their words.

"Ha. We all want adventures when we are young and too innocent to know that they always come with hardships." After all, what would there be to adventure for if there wasn't something wrong? "There are pockets of simple joy here, though. Not every journey has to be an epic quest. I have been a bartender, host, painter, husband, father...now Overseer. You will find your niche."

And I will prove it if you will listen
You crawl up in there and join me within