Private Roleplay As we walk, - Printable Version

The moon's light casted a gentle glow on the meadow that night. A calm breeze blew through the sunflowers, which stood tall and proud in the summer's reign, and set the scene for a peaceful sleep. Azon hadn't slept that night, however. Bright eyed and wide awake from dusk till now to watch the sky change from dusk till now with an uncharacteristic patience about him. His ribs rose and fell steadily beneath his furs, his haunches planted to the ground and forest fire gaze set against the sky's constellations.

Judal would've liked this — wherever he was within the sky. But he wasn't here anymore…hadn't been in a long time. Fuck, Azon was lonely.

He knew it for a while now, but deep down he hid it. Even creating a habit out of striking up random conversations with strangers just to feel something. What purpose did he serve other than simply existing, though? The man never knew, never truly figured his shit out. Which was probably why he was here, staring at the sky and having a midlife crisis.

He titled himself back, eventually, to fall on his back and trace the stars with his eyes. Calm and steady was his mind in the moment, but not his heart. It wandered somewhere — he just couldn't figure out where it was leading him to as usual…..