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Post by Leon DeHay on Jan 30, 2012 22:30:51 GMT -5
It was another night, the noises of the ocean pounding on the rocky cliffs echoing around the Lighthouse. Looking off into the distance, there was only the dark, until around every 5 seconds a large light would bathe the entire ocean in a bright light, showing sparkling waves and yellow water. Then, just as quickly as it came, the light would leave and the stars above the ocean would once again become visible, twinkling down at the Earth. The sounds and the sights always calmed him here, and he came here at least once a week to enjoy it, sometimes for hours at a time. 'He' was none other than Leon Pryce DeHay, a tall copper-haired youth, leaning down with his arms on the railing that framed the tall tower.
His eyes stared blankly out at the ocean, not really picking up any detail. He was dressed in an Obelisk Blue blazer and a matching coat, a pair of slacks and finishing with boots. The light continued spinning, and he continued staring, almost like a meditation to him. He was humming a song to himself, a kind of rhythmic beat that repeated itself. There were no words, only the melody that was playing in his head. It was nice being here, without him having to act like the arrogant duelist that everyone knew him as. Continuing to hum, he stretched and looked to the moon. It was bright out tonight, and oh so beautiful. The perfect kind of night for a calming mood...
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