02-15-2021, 04:33 AM
[align=center][div style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; width: 310px; text-align: justify; line-height:120%"]A time long past, once before when youth was held tight, simple those few days ravaged by that which came after, serious his consideration of such path. Housed within such meagre space heady the aroma of herbs, dried and fresh alike, each day a new chance to learn, tutelage of the one deemed his father offered without fuss. Yet much had fallen away, the few he had picked up upon of little need, not when he had been caught in the throes of terror when presented true destruction. Known now how useless the fear, abandoned as jaded had he grown, aside placed that quiet want to follow father for an early grave was all it had gotten him.
So why was it, with the talk and preparations, was his interest piqued. A brush up on old lessons, such was his reasoning for approaching, small the smile worn. Unfamiliar each, though expected, so too may his face prove an unknown, too young most to know his beginnings. Better this way, quelled his worry as Harland found a place he may have a clear vantage point from.
"I'm just…" Gravelly the hushed words, use and practice within his own time making easier vocal communication he had not bothered with in almost a year, his pause not from any cause of it. There was an ache, familiar that simmering heat low in his throat, this deliberate, thoughts grown frantic. He had truly wished for nothing more than to merely learn, the possibility of more not thought on, beyond his capabilities, presented before him as it was, however, it grew tempting. Accepting him as such a different matter, one he was not sure he was prepared for, being among them enough for now. "Brushing up on the basics." There would be time enough for more later, for now he would settle for the lesson.
So why was it, with the talk and preparations, was his interest piqued. A brush up on old lessons, such was his reasoning for approaching, small the smile worn. Unfamiliar each, though expected, so too may his face prove an unknown, too young most to know his beginnings. Better this way, quelled his worry as Harland found a place he may have a clear vantage point from.
"I'm just…" Gravelly the hushed words, use and practice within his own time making easier vocal communication he had not bothered with in almost a year, his pause not from any cause of it. There was an ache, familiar that simmering heat low in his throat, this deliberate, thoughts grown frantic. He had truly wished for nothing more than to merely learn, the possibility of more not thought on, beyond his capabilities, presented before him as it was, however, it grew tempting. Accepting him as such a different matter, one he was not sure he was prepared for, being among them enough for now. "Brushing up on the basics." There would be time enough for more later, for now he would settle for the lesson.