Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140606005130/@comment-10906938-20140609010831

(No, we can't. You need to know what you're character wants)

Galadir found himself standing on a balcony, looking down at the pure-white boats sailing on a sparkling blue ocean. He knew he was back in the Isles. He turned away from the beautiful sight, and sat on a sofa next to a beautifuller sight. A breeze fluttered through the room. A door opened, and his brother entered. After hours of talking, it opened again. This time it was his mother.