Heron Lake Plateau every sunrise begins with new eyes.

hello I am terrible and have been struggling with muse for several months now. <3

Ulrich smiled kindly at the man. The Isle will always be open to anyone who wishes to join. There's no time limit. He could not begrudge Figment the need to seek out old friends and family, to wander old haunts. Personally he did not understand this need because anyone from his old life would be looked upon with contempt or downright hatred, but he knew he was probably an outlier in this. Well, I won't keep you any longer, he said, and stood up, his tail wagging slowly behind him. I must return home. It was nice to meet you, Fig. He left his sentence sort of up in the air like a question mark and hovered where he stood, waiting to see if the man had anything further to say.