10-29-2007, 12:44 PM
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[/html]Continued from here. EDIT: I just saw your note in RP Related after I posted this. So. Whatever you want to do with this.
"The sea," because it had never disappointed him, "A storm," because there was something so powerful, so profound, about the winds, the rains and the clap of thunder or a stroke of lightning across the sky. Each one of these were incredible aspects of nature on their own, but when merged together it was nothing short of "spectacular". "And the sky." because it never ceased to amaze him with spectrums that never lasted quite as long as he would like them to and yet the one that followed was always somehow so much more impressive than the last. Even the nights without stars or a moon to shine through, he had found an unspoken comfort in the endless darkness.
"Does it?" he inquired rhetorically. It hadn't managed to bore him yet, so much to the point where this was actually a refuge, and all he wanted to do was escape the world for a breather. Survival probably sounded cut and dry, but it depended on where you were and on the company that happened to be in the vicinity. Maybe he had just ended up in all the wrong places, or maybe he was the entire problem. Maybe for someone else it would be an entirely different experience. Of course, not everyone was suited to the life he had lead for so long, either. Most had families and friends or wanted families and friends and would surely never choose a vagabond life.