Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20150527200323/@comment-24141785-20150527213233

Markus sat at the fire, staring back at Cheydinhal. The fire was noticeable at a close distance but further away it looked like a torchbug in the night.

Stupid idiot...what was I even thinking.

He pulled out his diary, reading through his latest pages.

'4E 205 Last Seed Morndas

'I have been travelling for the past few days, talking to this particular girl called Arrietty. I have not really bonded much with anyone else, considering the fact that it wasn't exactly a moment to make friends. I have had much doubt these days; whether I should go or not, whether I should just give up. The small hope I have is clinged on onto her...everything is.

He put the diary away and walked back towards Cheydinhal, he was going to at least say goodbye.