Arrow Lake Loch

Etienne needed a break. A break from the borders of Epoch and a break from the insufferable and handsome Anselm. It just wasn't fair that someone that pretty could be that black hearted. It was disgusting really and drew Etiennes blood pressure through the roof.

And this morning was perfect for a ranging mission. The world was aglow in gold and light. The summer heat hadn't quite stirred yet. And the ground was lush with carpet of grass.

As always Eti sought out the water. The lake wasn't the ocean, but it was still water and still felt a bit like home. But today he wasn't alone.

He stopped halfway warring between showing himself or turning around. He wasn't up for much socializing. But it was a shame to have come so far.