Dawnlark Plains i'm walking on the road like i'm alive

He had entered the Wilds with @Deidra by his side. They were wanderers, it seemed. The Faerie Court had removed them. He would've been bitter, but he couldn't bother to care- the one he cared about most was by his side, was she not? As long as he stayed near the gentle flower, he would be fine. She was home. 

Of course, she knew none of this. How could she? He was only a friend. Just a friend. But it was alright- the poppy seeds kept him fine. He could still taste them in his mouth now, just coming off from a high from several hours before. He would need more soon... but for now he pauses his aimless traveling, halting to a stop and turning to the lovely cloud. Do you want to rest for a while?