Aiden Isatone
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- Posted: Tue, 14 Oct 2008 00:01:51 +0000
Today is every Monday.
"Is there no one in this place!" Laviathin cursed under his breath. Of course he hadn't been walking all that long since he had entered the gray land anyway. Still, he was so used to the city were people bumbed into someone else every few seconds. He was so used to being close to people with all the noise and sights that this place was strange and slightly oppressive. The other thing was that this place just felt diffrent. It felt oddly magical. It didn't feel like reality. It didn't feel real. His grey eyes were wide and his thin form was shivering from both cold and slight fear. He was so not uncomfortable where ever he was.
One good thing was that he was slowly drying off. Not that he noticed as his mind was stuck on the utter drabness of his surrondings. "This place..." He trailed finishing his thought in his head. He kept walking and as he did so he noticed someone sitting under a tree. Laviathin looked up at the tall oak tree and then back down at the figure. He bit his lip slightly. Even if he was lost and worried he was still more worried about talking to a stranger. Sighing he walked quietly and nervously tree.
"Excuse me sir," he called in a voice that sounded small even to him. He cleared his throat and called out to the long red haired man. "Sir, can you help me," he called in a slightly louder voice.