If I ruled the world
07-08-2015, 08:54 PM
He knew it. This place was beautiful and the oogly, squishy part of him could just stand here at the edge of the forest and let the hours pass. It could wax poetic and go all starry-eyed over the tiny little buds that dotted the delicate branches of the redbud trees. He liked being able to admire the nook's beauty and really, that he found it beautiful confused him. It certainly wasn't what he was raised on and it clashed with the part of him that was so keen on destruction. How was it that he, rough and uncouth as he was, know such beauty? It should have been beyond his reach. For his crimes and the crimes of his predecessors the ability to admire beauty should not have been given to him. To say he was unworthy was an understatement. It was on that melancholy note that he finally entered the forest. The snow was gone in these parts and while the chill remained, spring fought hard to make its presence known. The entire nook was bright with lively shades of red and pink. The buds bounced and swayed on the breeze, giving the treetops a jovial look. The grass below was green and lush, and the contrast between it and the red of the treetops was breathtaking. Its beauty was simple and there was an undeniable elegance to it. His pace languid, Valentine wandered among the trees. He had no real goal, no solid reason for being in the Nook. Hell, he couldn't even remember what he'd been doing when the buds had caught his eye. He was a siren's captive, lost in her overwhelming grace. |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.