Open rp starter (fluff edition for you fucks since I've been told that this man can't fit more sadness in him)
It was a warm spring evening, for once no freezing breeze or moody rainfall, just the setting sun shining into his face at the perfect temperature as he laid onto a patch of grass after a rather tiring job.
For once he felt like he could breath easier than before, maybe they're right. Weather truly does do wonders for someone's mood.
So he laid there resting. A small smile painted on his face as he for once found a small moment of silence, of calm, of breathing easy without stress or fear.
He was slightly dozing off, which explained why he didn't hear someone approach him.














