on my own

If you ride like lightning

You're going to crash like thunder




It had been a while since he had come into these lands again. He didn't know what had compelled him to leave, some instinct in his gut told him to go looking for something. Him being a warrior, it was general to follow his instincts, but alas, it led him to nothing. Taking in a deep breath, he walked through the forest, raspberry eyes on the lookout for anything around him. His dark body moved fluidly and godly across the hard ground, long legs taking him in a smooth beeline for a larger tree. Once there, he sat down against it, back pressed against the hard bark.