- Messages
- 79
- OOC First Name
- Anna
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Gay
- Age
- 59
Stepping into a building that was over a thousand years old was enchanting to say the least, and despite visiting Westminster Abbey many times in the past, Colin never tired of it. The heavy air resonated with memories of lives lived hundreds of years before his own and in many ways, both inspired and reminded Colin how insignificant he was. Being faced with history that helped shape the world as he knew it, and years of other people standing in the exact same spot, it was difficult to feel anything else. Though it was this feeling in particular Colin had been searching for, the exact mood he wanted to depict in his writing but was unable to amidst the distraction of well, everything. Between his separation with Eva, helping Winnie adjust to a new life and a new school, and his new job as a librarian it was near impossible to find enough time nor inspiration to write as often as he used to. But in visiting one of the landmarks he loved, Colin felt inspiration returning to him and was pleased to put everything happening in his life aside to prioritize his writing, even if it meant weaving through crowds of noisy tourists. With his notebook in hand he scribbled down words, ideas of how he felt and why, intending for this to be his guidelines for the perspective of his characters as they faced their inevitable destiny. The longer he spent taking in the atmosphere, the more he felt the ideas he was working on make sense, forming an arc and filling in the narrative he was previously hindered by. Now all the pieces of the puzzle were fitting together, his ideas finally feeling complete after months of distractions.
Colin, satisfied by his visit to the Abbey, soon made his way out of the building and descended the steps quickly, intending to find a place to sit down sort through the many notes he had written. Navigating the crowds of tourists taking photos while reading through his notebook was difficult, especially with Colin only half paying attention to what was around him, but he luckily managed to get through the worst of it, finally reaching a clear space on the sidewalk. With the chance to stop and breathe, Colin exhaled and glanced up from his notebook to his surroundings, hoping a cafe or so much as a free bench was nearby.
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