- Messages
- 249
- OOC First Name
- Raze
- Wand
- Kingwood 15 1/2" with Essence of Thestral Tail Hair
It was a normal day for Vayne, studying, talking with friends, eating, everything was indeed normal. Or so he thought, today was actually his mother's birthday. How can he forget about that? That is the only thing that he can do for his deceased mother and yet he had forgotten it? Slightly annoyed at his self, he strolled down in the great lawn.
"I'm very sorry Okaa-san, don't worry though, I am doing my best here" He said softly, looking at the sky as if expecting that he would actually see his mother. He had that habit, whenever he wanted to say something to his parents, he would always look up in the sky, it makes him feel that as if they are still with him.
"Now, now, Vayne, no need to be so gloomy, Okaa-san wouldn't like that." He said loudly, slapping his face softly as he did so. Nothing would come out good if he dwells about the bad things after all. Looking for something which might catch his attention, he sat down under a huge tree.
"I should have brought my drawing pad, the scenery looks beautiful." He said, he tend to talk to himself when no one is around, and lately, he's been doing that a lot. Having nothing better to do, he laid down and closed his eyes, humming a small tune which he remembers to be the melody that his mother would often play in the piano with him.
"I'm very sorry Okaa-san, don't worry though, I am doing my best here" He said softly, looking at the sky as if expecting that he would actually see his mother. He had that habit, whenever he wanted to say something to his parents, he would always look up in the sky, it makes him feel that as if they are still with him.
"Now, now, Vayne, no need to be so gloomy, Okaa-san wouldn't like that." He said loudly, slapping his face softly as he did so. Nothing would come out good if he dwells about the bad things after all. Looking for something which might catch his attention, he sat down under a huge tree.
"I should have brought my drawing pad, the scenery looks beautiful." He said, he tend to talk to himself when no one is around, and lately, he's been doing that a lot. Having nothing better to do, he laid down and closed his eyes, humming a small tune which he remembers to be the melody that his mother would often play in the piano with him.