Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24296957-20140814205432/@comment-24296957-20140817171934

Amet gazed out into the world beyond the window. Vale's shinning splendor in the distance, the port not far from that, the sun's rays bounding and shimmering off of the water. And just beyond that, a vast ocean, where he knew the other kingdoms were.

The hills of Vytal gently rolled off in the distance, the green gradually rising into the foothills of mountains. Flocks of birds flew though the sky, happily crying out to one another. While the landscape was peaceful, Amet knew all too well the bitter intentions and the darkness that remained dormant in the shadows.

The boy had heard Deryn's response, her feeling better. But Amet simply nodded, continuing to look out the window.

"This...facade of nature....this mask of hope...it's not real.  None of it.  This is not a time of peace..."

His open palms turned into shaking, clenched fists of anger. And still, the wind billowed his hair and cape behind him. Turning his head slightly, he heard Deryn slowly rise and shuffle toward him, her warm hand falling upon his shoulder.