Lief is enjoying the sunset and the quiet when they see someone familiar pass by. For a few moments, they can't place where they've met this man. He's plain, unassuming, but he radiates some strange sort of power. It isn't until someone literally passes through him that Lief remembers where they've felt a power like this before. Death. Death was here, without the bunny head, but it has to be, right? The dragonling quickly gets up from their seat on the park bench and walks over to the entity
It’s a nice park, and the setting sun only makes it prettier than it otherwise would be. And being walked through isn’t so bad. It’s better than being an invisible man with a body they can only touch. That definitely freaks people out. No, he likes this better. His unobtrusive, massless form.
He finds a comfortable place at a small bridge, overlooking a creek facing the sunset. Smiling as the last rays of gold cover him like a blanket, It’s beautiful. So much of this world is so beautiful. And he knows mortals do their best, but, Do they really have time to appreciate all of it? It doesn’t seem like it.
Most people are too wrapped up in their lives, their families, their work, their projects… There’s nothing wrong with that, but it breaks Tama’s heart, just a little, that so few are able to fully experience the sunset. That each person is destined to do only a handful of things that make them really, truly happy. So much of their lives make them miserable, when beauty is everywhere. Why do so few people see it? Why do so few appreciate it?
