The wind and the flame.
Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 6:06 pm
((Open RP, for anyone already knowing Kevin or any other char who might want to get to know him.))
Kevin Lightdot sat silently on the stone surrounding Varshikar, on a small plateu somewhere behind the library while the wind blew towards him, his hair rather wildly moving because of it. He was easy enough to be seen by anyone entering the town.
It has not been overly strange to see him simply sitting silently somewhere, meditating or somehow attempting to train his mind, this time it seemed different, he was attempting this as usual, though his face revealed a painfull expression to anyone who would look twice.
At first glance he just sat there silently, hardly making a move, while anyone who would take a second longer to see would find an expression clearly betraying some deep, painfull thoughts, trying his best to press them down into the abyss of his mind. Trying...
What kind of man am I? I can't even get my own mother to trust in my decisions anymore... And it's come so far that she won't even give me a chance anymore, how can she see what I'm doing if I hardly see her anyway. But I've got to prove it to her somehow, I've got to prove to her I can learn, that I can get better, I've got to prove it, and I will. But how...?
Kevin Lightdot sat silently on the stone surrounding Varshikar, on a small plateu somewhere behind the library while the wind blew towards him, his hair rather wildly moving because of it. He was easy enough to be seen by anyone entering the town.
It has not been overly strange to see him simply sitting silently somewhere, meditating or somehow attempting to train his mind, this time it seemed different, he was attempting this as usual, though his face revealed a painfull expression to anyone who would look twice.
At first glance he just sat there silently, hardly making a move, while anyone who would take a second longer to see would find an expression clearly betraying some deep, painfull thoughts, trying his best to press them down into the abyss of his mind. Trying...
What kind of man am I? I can't even get my own mother to trust in my decisions anymore... And it's come so far that she won't even give me a chance anymore, how can she see what I'm doing if I hardly see her anyway. But I've got to prove it to her somehow, I've got to prove to her I can learn, that I can get better, I've got to prove it, and I will. But how...?