Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141006193518/@comment-29458028-20141018125137

"Well, Ada, just leave me alone" said Louis, as he stared into the sky. He mused to himself "surely there must be a light at the end of the tunnel? I have never found myself in a situation where I am at the losing end. How would I find my light? How will I live my life?"

Louis opened his wings and leapt, flying into the air at great speed. He eventually reached a point about ten kilometers in the air, where he could stare down upon the world as a creator looked upon his creation.

Mundus was a warped beauty, a disgusting masterpiece. A piece of abstract art that he barely understood. Mortals at the same time frustrated and amused him.

The Princess was no different. A travesty of his lover, an unclean mortal, but yet someone who messed with his mind. A contradiction.

Louis took out his dwarven chronometer. A device that was long superseded by his wristwatch and calling device (smartphone :P). A gift from his former lover. He opened the lid, took a last look at it and let go, watching it spiral into the lands, lost forever.

It was time to let go and look towards the future. He waited for the sunset.