outlandishlovegood started following you.
The forests outside the city were always a nice place for Anti to relax. It was a place where he could practice his poetry out loud, away from prying eyes judgmental voices.
"Ahem. My body, no no. My soul is a shadow, drifting along with a person. It doesn't have it's own self, just a casting of darkness from the sunlight. No... that doesn't sound good." He groaned, bringing his hands up to cover his eyes. Was he ever going to get this one right?
As he brought his hands down from his face, he noticed a splotch of pale color in the distance. A person. Was someone watching him? Suddenly feeling very self conscious, he began to walk towards them, to see who it was. Oh, how he hoped it wasn't someone he knew, who would tell everyone else about his sanctuary. "Um... Excuse me, you over there. Hello? Are you watching me?"
