Are There Any Angels Left In This Damned World?
09-24-2015, 04:21 PM
The Titan loped back to a place he'd visited once before, the pull of the serene land and the calming cries of the birds bringing him back. He didn't quite know what it was, but perhaps it was his fruitless search for something he didn't know existed. He yearned to find other like him, others who had an agenda in life, to do good and protect those that needed protecting. But he'd yet to find it...
The summer sun shone through the gaps of the trees, lighting a path that he would walk towards the busy waters that housed the many different water fowl that lived here. Large paws left indents in the wet ground, surely leaving a trail that someone could easily follow if they so chose, but at this moment his attention was on the welcoming cries of the birds and insects that swarmed this place. He would reach the waters edge, leaning down to drink and there he would stand, watching from the corners of his eyes at the various ducks and swans that lazily swam around, eyeing him with a sort of apprehension. Would he ever find peace? Perhaps this place was it... Who knew. |