It seems a lifetime ago when the Solterran sun first hit his back. That dry, generous heat caused him to feel something like infatuation for the first time in as long as he could remember. Eik was born in a tundra-like climate, as dry and harsh as the desert but with temperatures on the other end of the scale. So he chose Solterra as his home because it seemed the obvious choice for a man who so craved the sun on his skin.
Suffice to say, the honeymoon phase did not last his first summer here.
This second summer does not feel as long as the first, but it is just as brutal. All the desert longs for the end of the season A hushed anticipation swells in the hallways of the court as the shadows begin to grow long. Overhead, the sky battles with itself in violent collisions of red and orange and purple. A warm breeze picks up, and it noticeably grows cooler as the day settles into dusk. The evening provides sweet reprieve from the sweltering hammer of day, and because of it Eik is in a good mood- which is something of a rarity these days. When the emissary can be found in the court, he is most often wandering with a brooding, faraway look in his dark eyes. But this evening there's some kind of spark in him, and as he walks he looks around, even making eye contact with his fellow citizens. Most have no idea who he is- and he likes it this way, privacy suits him. He would never be able to handle the recognition that Seraphina does.
Eik stops when he sees Jaxis, a single ear flicking back then forward again. She looks like trouble.
"Good evening." He says with a simple nod of his head. Against his best judgement, he does not keep walking. "How are you?" The words almost crack in his throat, he cannot remember the last time he attempted small talk.
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There is no better way to know us
E I K
than as two wolves, come separately to a wood
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Jaxis whelp been meaning to write this for a while now!
blah first posts suck
