BLADES
Why do I see what I do indeed see? Why do I always lay my eyes upon silly things like these gatherings? I shake my head and try to rid myself of the gathering I was currently gazing upon, six years I have seen gatherings like this ome and go, and I'm done with them. They make no sense. They must all be blind, blind and reckless, because I remember what happens. I had been in these things before and had once upon a tme wanted to find somebody who would never leave my side. Someone I could actually feel the thing called love for, but now I see how useless that is. I look at the gathered wolves, taking in the sene they presented, my eyes watched but my toned form refused to join them. They're all affected by pathetic wants and blurred desires and it's just not normal. Even if some found whatever the hell they were looking for, there were still the forever rejected and even if they found it, I still pity the damned fools. A soft growl leaves my lips as I turn away, turning my back on the gathering I wanted no part of. If one wanted me, they can come seek me out, not the other way around. I know nobody will because none of them know who I am and I want to keep it that way. I don't want to be found, especially in the off case any of those guys might be lunatics or something. I have my frightening and dark secrets, and yet I am not afraid of them, I am not afraid of much of anything anymore. Many might find this strange or different, that somebody may have all these secrets and not be afraid. It is who I am, who I will forever be, and I will keep my tracks covered no matter the cost, no matter the price, an I will kill just about anyone to keep my secrets safe. I give my head a shake as I leave the gathering behind me, willing myself to stop thinking of these things. I pause to get a drink beneath one of the waterfalls, feeling safely alone once more. As long as I am alone, there is nothing to fear.
Male..Assassin .. Trained under Ezio ...Stalks none..slays for none .. no pack Replace freedom with fear
You trade money for lives
Are you lost in your lies
Who's to know if your soul will fade at all
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