Dec 22, 2014
The masked king was sitting on the edge of the cliff, a soft wind blowing though. His dark navy cape fluttered in the breeze, and he leaned back to rest on his hands, letting his boots dangle over the edge. The view from the cliff was rather nice... it had a great view of the castle. For once he was relaxed, and it had been a long time since he had relaxed. It had not snowed, but frost lay heavy in the air.
Meta Knight had been walking about, appreciating the scenery, it would always calm him down and help him collect his thoughts. In the distance he noticed a figure much similar to himself. ｢Could that be...no, he wouldn't just stay out in the open like that.｣ The Knight thought to himself, while approaching the other cautiously.
