Like Ships on the Sea, We're Finally Free

[Artemis Vahl'Nyx]

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Breathing in the cold night air kept me alive. Watching the waves hit the shore kept me entertained. Wants and needs are two different things. But in a place like this, they let one thing become clear to me: Like ships on the sea, we're finally free. From the darkness and the madness, along with all the chaos of the worlds. And even though there are enemies on the sea, people and beings who want no more then to kill us, we are free. Demons have no hold on the waves, for they run where they wish, pushed by nature and nothing less. I guess you could say the waters have been blessed, gifted with the ability to escape to fantasy while still being part of reality... Still while holding their beauty.​

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"You ask if I'm even here, and darling I am... The real question is, can I stay? Today, tomorrow, or any day? Oh well, I'll see you in hell, for now it'll all just float on... we'll float on... flo-o-o-oat on... float on..." Whispers from the radio reached my ears, singing softly for all to hear. The music fit the situation perfectly. If only I didn't have to leave... Taking one last second to think my eyes scanned the horizon. Water everywhere, as far as one could see. My imagination whirled, and put together an interesting scene... It made me chuckle.​

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Then I turned away, marching through the sand and towards the city. War had brought me to the previously peaceful planet, to an outpost near the ocean. But most of the planet was covered in seas, so it wasn't like it was odd to be stationed so close to the beach... What did stand out was how many were outside so late at night. It was nearing a new day, and still civilians walked the streets, laughing and singing, playing and dancing. For some reason it made me smile.​

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Shaking my head I kept walking. My commanding officer would be upset if I got no sleep tonight. Based off estimations and past experiences, I figured I cold get away with another hour with the local populace. Only three months in the army and I had already formed a habit of getting attached to those I protected. Not that I minded. It merely gave me more drive for the actual fight, knowing exactly why I was doing what I was.​

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Smiling even more I entered a cafe, wishing to get something warm to drink. Guess everyone around here stayed up all night. Good to know.​

@[member="Jake Travers"]​

 

[Jake Travers]

(OOC: I love the way you write! Really draws me in lol)

Jake wasn't very fond of quiet places. In fact, he dreaded them. If it was too quiet, it only meant that someone was waiting for you a the next corner, prepared to give you what they felt you deserved. Of course, he could handle such a situation, but it still made him feel uncomfortable nevertheless. Walking among the quiet streets at night, he whistled a time that had played in the back of his head all day. Bored, nothing to do, he entertained himself by tossing a small flame back and forth between his hands. It was all he could do so he would regain control of his abilities. His last outburst had been... less than pleasant. He had just about turned to head back in the other direction when a small cafe caught his attention. Heading toward the door, he cracked a tiny smile. Hopefully he wouldn't burn this building down. Letting his flame die out, he walked inside and sat at the nearest table to the front, ordering an expresso.

@[member="Drapeam Nyx"]