#seraths

     Blue hues shifted down, aiming at the lonely flower within the soil.   Visage shifting into expressions matching perplexed and struggled as his brow winkled at the thoughts flooding his mind.   As if attempting to grasp unknown knowledge that has laid slumber throughout history.   Arms crossing over one another as his eyes moved towards the side.   Other flora alike the lonely one in front of him rested with one another ----- Like a family.   A small murmur within his throat.  His attention solely on this until the familiar sound of grass being stepped on approached him. 

     “ Oh, Professor.   Do not mind me.   I am somewhat occupied by this plant here as strange as it sounds.   How did it grow away from all the rest ? “ 

“I do hope you enjoy the monastery, Seteth tries his best to keep everything in order.” Her voice was sweet, as comforting as a mother’s voice. It was a look of genuine concerned, she hoped the place she called home for years was comforting for others as well. Granted, the situations she has been having with the Officer’s Academy’s faculty wasn’t pleasant at all.