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PostPosted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 12:59 pm
by tachus
Deranis sighs to himself as he walks down to the end of one of the docks, before sitting down, staring across the river at the trees on the shore of Southbank, before looking down at the water. A single tear trails down his cheek and falls to leave small ripples in its wake. He silently sat there, as the sun slowly set in the distance.

Just as the sky darkened and the streetlamps were lit, he moved slightly. Only to reach into his bag and withdraw a quill, ink and parchment. He had been struck with inspiration again, and soon the sound of his quill scratching was his only comfort.

He knew the sorrow in his heart would only grow as time wore on, but at least he could share the feelings with others. Perhaps it was something in his blood that caused it, as he had heard other rumors about it, but who could tell him what it truely was. It was unlikely that he would meet another with his heritage.

He stretched slightly just as dawn was creeping over the horizon again. He could only hope that this newest story would be looked on favorably by others.