alone again
04-04-2018, 04:52 PM
Home. What a funny thought that was. Poser was home. He'd returned to the place where he felt the most like being, and that just happened to be Auster. The king of an empty castle, free to roam and explore and collect herbs as he wished. Things were glorious, wonderful, beautiful. Something in his chest was lighter than it had been in an age, but maybe that was the drugs. Even the drugs were better here. The young god didn't realize how attached he'd become to these lands. Poser's heart was light as he moved through the land of the day-- the Shore. Though not his usual haunt, it would be nice to stand at the edge of the water and look out on the world. The young god would never say no to that. poser breathy way of saying my name |