Sunrises and Tripods

[Vader Hume]

The sun was moments from breaking the horizon. Vader had his large hoody on as the cold air nipped at his face. There was a light frost over the grounds but he was there for the sun. It was difficult for him to sleep, he missed the sounds of a household, the light of his phone, his sister's snoring in the other room, the sounds of a city outside. It was dark, too dark for him, too quiet. He also wasn't entirely used to the fact he had to sleep with others in the room, which was perhaps the most foreign thing to him. His parents had him in a different from his sisters. He didn't know what to make of most of the other boys, they seemed like they could be nice but he didn't know yet. They hadn't interacted with him much, and he hadn't done much with them yet either, so the feeling so far had been mutual. His interest had changed, he read comics a lot more since he had the time, getting back into those and above all else, he had his new camera, the magical camera that could take pictures that moved. He didn't have to make them himself from a video, the camera did all the work! Vader had decided to test the limits of it, and so that was exactly what he was doing that morning. It was too early for most, and Vader certainly felt and looked sleepy. He was behind the camera, carefully attached to the muggle tripod he had and he was lining up the shot as the first rays of the morning shone above the lake. He'd see just what the camera could do, and how much these moving pictures could move.
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