golden melody - open; joiner

[rhosmari]

BUT YOU WALKED PAST ME LIKE I WASN'T THERE
A SINGLE TEARDROP FALLING FROM YOUR EYE

His golden gaze stared, slowly looking over the book as the other moved to settle down and begin to write. He did not question this method and instead he simply waited paitently, wondering. Before the page was presented to him. Tilting his head a but he looked over the words. English. One of the many languages and one that he could read along with so many others. It was intriguing to say the least and he roamed over the lettering before he took in the questions presented to him. A name? He hadn't thought about taking a name again. There were so many given to him upon the turn of a new age, so many bodies he had had beforehand. Too many identities but always a constant purpose. But he needed to give them a name. Well, he guessed he could just throw words and lettering out there. Hope they meshed well. "You can call me...um..Deu..." He paused there, thinking. "Ah. Just call me Deucalion. If that's alright?"

But this place was like a village. A group living together. But smaller than a nation. He understood and he gave a small nod of his head. Though the question of him being lost made him frown a bit. "Yes, I'm a...traveler of sorts. But I'd like to stay here if no one minds it." They seemed to be friendly enough. And for him that was a good thing. Though he was just glad they hadn't noticed the dying grass beneath his paws.

— Reggan