Well, that was a lie. He could think of many faces he had not left a message for. The problem was, he knew very few of them.
Just because he saw them out and about in the world, did not mean he knew who they were. They were faces in a crowd, only members of a swarm.
Except they weren't.
They were each individuals with their own unique stories to tell. Each with their own names, their own personalities, their own faces, and he could only claim to know so very few of them. It was somewhat saddening, truly, that so many went unknown simply because there were too many others that overwhelmed them. Too many others that drowned out their voices.
But that didn't make them any less important.
So Auru dipped his quill into the ink, touching it to parchment and scribing out one last message.
But not for anyone in particular.
If he couldn't leave a note for everyone by name, then he'd just have to make sure he didn't miss anyone in some other manner.
Firelight flickered off of copper eyes, accenting his soft smile as he wrote in the darkness, his form warmed and lit only by the softly floating torches in the swamp water.
"Happy Winter's End, Novuseans. Here's to the coming of Spring. - Auru Geniven"
The man didn't fold this note as he gently held it before himself, smiling as he looked at the final message he had to leave.
He gently raised the quill to pierce through the top, before finally returning the object back to it's resting place when he had first found it, his note writing finally done. He threaded a light blue ribbon through the puncture, quietly hanging the open note with the supplies left for others to write their own messages with.
Firelight danced in the beautiful glass objects meant for sequestering little written notes into, as the message signed with his name hovered lightly above the supplies and was illuminated by flickering firelight. It seemed warm, inviting.
He nodded silently, soft smile still present on his face as the man turned away, his own part in this area of the celebration done.
He slipped off the boardwalk and into the waters below, wading through the floating torches off into the shadows, skulking away unseen into the darkness he had become so familiar with.
And though he said not a word, all along the boardwalk, his voice seemed to ring quietly in the words left for all the world to see.
OOC: <3
