Gabriel Sionoma
Sheriff of Sulon
The sun hung low in the distance, amber and gold streaks of light striking through the low growing understory. Trees of varying origins, non native and controlled by the well trained hands of the Morodin, grew without pause or hesitation. Despite the drought that once struck this land, leaving it barren and desolate, water now flowed freely through shallow streams and from the roots of the tap tree. Fireflies and bees buzzed in the reflection of approaching twilight, showing the last vestiges of productivity before retiring to their homes to avoid the onset of nightly dew.This was Gabe's favorite time for thought and meditation. To collect on the impacts that he has had on this property, the homestead and beyond. The realization always quickly came to him, through the word crafting of Relit Vandal, that the environment would persist long after the Arkanian hybrid had returned to dust. He felt, in many ways, the slow drift of time as wrinkles formed on his face and wounds healed slower. He wasn't his brother, he wouldn't persist on the wings of the darkside, and his time would invariable pass. But in the woods of the Ankarres, he felt relief in that passage being staved, if only for a moment.
Soft foot steps took him across resilient path grass, cushioning and giving to his weight. Footprints left in the mixture of green blades and moss beneath, he felt comfort in the noise of the forest. Frogs croaking, birds chirping, the ever occasional hoot from a nocturnal fowl. His eyes drifted to the horizon as his hands clutched a prize worth claiming. In a knapsack, crystals rested, wrapped in cloth separately to avoid knocking against one another.
Satisfied with a happy view of the clearing over a small borrow pit, he crossed his legs as he sat. Rolled before him were stones of blue, yellow, and green. Hovering calloused fingers over each, mentally feeling the grooves and lattice structures, he closed his eyes as his hands retracted within the loose coat he adorned. As the quiet turned into the noise of the woods once more, he closed his eyes and drifted into fond memories and moments of deep healing.
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