Something New

Always moving, always busy. For a young, awkward boy he somehow always kept himself moving, always knew exactly what he should do. At home he was fight raining and healing and on his days off he'd go out to find more herbs for his store. Today was one of those days. He didn't have anything planned, didn't have any lessons so he decided to go out and find a place. He didn't know what place exactly, but he would find it, and it would have something new that he could bring home and study. So that's exactly what he had chosen to do. He ventured off in a direction he hadn't gone in a rather long time, and when his eyes fell on the ocean he knew he had found his place. Something about the ocean was great for herbs. Perhaps it was the water, or even the salt air. Things just grew differently here. So with a gentle grin he trotted trough the delta, searching for something new, something interesting, wondering what he'd find today.

"Burn Baby Burn" | "Italian"