Broken Boulder Wear your heart on my sleeve

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It was odd.

It was odd to belong to somewhere new where there were no troubles to plague his heart. The constant presence of @Semira brought him waves of comfort to ease his mind, and with the lack of a certain someone, very little could bring him down. With this, he found he could do so much more than he had been able to previously. He could focus on earning a trade and strengthening his skills, he could focus on enjoying life rather than tugging onto a thinning rope. He could climb, rather than fall.

It was in one of these pleasant states that the storyteller wandered aimlessly through the territory, gaze focused on naught, simply ambling around and embracing the presence of Spring. Hopefully he might come across some company to share this with, but if not he would accept the quietude of a peaceful stroll in the afternoon.