Dragoncrest Cliffs And maybe just a little bit colder

Etienne was not an artist by any means. He lacked the proper components like thumbs to do a good job. But it was passable as something that wasn't just lines. He supposed. Maybe?

Sapphique had all of these things yes, but they were not the same. Non. They were so different. And each place even in it's own was uniquely different. That he would never be able to fully tell.

Etienne sighed softly. I 'ave promised to return. Even if it is just to say goodbye to dose that I told I'd be back for. I will 'ave to return for dat at de very least. But I don't imagine I will stay 'ere non. I love our family, but I don't feel like I much belong anymore.