07-25-2017, 06:19 AM
(07-25-2017, 01:21 AM)achroma Wrote: //here goes nothing.
The sun gently rises up from the horizon illuminating the towns below and casting warm orange light though the windows of the cabin. The fire is gently cracking and it smells like something is cooking in the dining room. A good nights rest and some food should set things straight despite the previous days perils. Although the pleasantries, writer seems to be missing, nor a single trace of him leaving. It where as if he vanished in thin air
//It should be noted that the crystalline fellow has been standing next to Writer the entire night and day since arriving. Staring over the top of him as he'd been on the ground. It has not moved once and has been staring straight ahead into the distance the entire time.