Alor of Clan Solus
The sun still sat low as the daylight got brighter. Clouds rolled overhead changing constantly leaving many gaps of blue braking thought. Cynthia sat there as the morning glow made her skin feel warm, and yet she felt out of place. For so long all she had going for her was finding gray. Now she didn't have much. The clan was everywhere split and divided. Only things she did have going for her was the people she considered family.
As the woman sat there she'd keep glimpsing up at star keeping an eye on where the woman was. Although most of her attention kept drifting off to her own mind. She was back to where she was a few weeks ago, questioning her life and asking herself was it worth it? Do you have a place here? The answers always seemed the same. Yea and maybe but there was always uncertainty to the answer's.
After so much time alone it was like she had some way forgotten what it was like to be around anyone who cared. Yet she hated that feeling. She hated being alone. It left a emptyness inside her. Cynthia sighed to herself and looked down at her leg in a cast. Even though a bacta tank would have helped heal it she didn't like the idea been submerged for hours on end and stuck in a hospital. Instead she was told she'd be staying here, but that didn't bother her. She was close to star and gray wasn't far away. Even if she was yet to go see him. She wanted to, but when she did try last time she was refused entry. Cynthia wasn't sure if that was grays choice or someone else's.
[member="Stardust Raxis"]
As the woman sat there she'd keep glimpsing up at star keeping an eye on where the woman was. Although most of her attention kept drifting off to her own mind. She was back to where she was a few weeks ago, questioning her life and asking herself was it worth it? Do you have a place here? The answers always seemed the same. Yea and maybe but there was always uncertainty to the answer's.
After so much time alone it was like she had some way forgotten what it was like to be around anyone who cared. Yet she hated that feeling. She hated being alone. It left a emptyness inside her. Cynthia sighed to herself and looked down at her leg in a cast. Even though a bacta tank would have helped heal it she didn't like the idea been submerged for hours on end and stuck in a hospital. Instead she was told she'd be staying here, but that didn't bother her. She was close to star and gray wasn't far away. Even if she was yet to go see him. She wanted to, but when she did try last time she was refused entry. Cynthia wasn't sure if that was grays choice or someone else's.
[member="Stardust Raxis"]
