#cruelepitaph

"...It's gone.." The dragon muttered under his breath, eyes widening almost in shock when he had realized that the markings... The rune markings that he made in order to seal one of the haunted spirits had disappeared. It was just a small wooden plate crafted with ancient writings, but without it.. The said spirit would be set free. He wasn't sure if someone mistaken it for a trash or something.. But now he was left with a problem. The sun was starting to set too, this wasn't good. The raven haired clenched his hands into fists, thinning his lips while he pushed his fingers through his hair and slumped against the tree, exhaling loudly, oblivious to the look a stranger was giving him. Well, a man who crouched down at the tree and mumbling to himself would surely.. look weird.

Balancing the children on her lap, she blinks down at them nervously.  "U-Uhm... hello."

"Then shall we find your Auntie? I’m sure she is worried sick by now." He suggested, chuckling when the boy toyed with his soft locks.

"Oh dear…Then who did you come here with? Surely you couldn’t have ventured here all alone. You’re far too young."

"Where are your parents, Charlie?" He inquired, chuckling at the sweet smile on the boy’s face.

"Who might you be, Young Man?"

♥

He entered the room to start working and looked around at the children.