by C S » Tue Dec 28, 2010 9:30 am
A quick tug pulled a twisted peice of fur through the holes in the pelt patch. The twisted strand was waved around the edges, so that it formed a bowl like shape when hanging. Another twisted strand was run through two extra holes Desrium had put in the sides of the pouch, this one much longer than the other. This strand would be the strap to sling the pouch across his shoulders. Just like that, he had something to store his loose items, something he made by hand. Again, he felt no accomplishment. Things were too easy and he had too much questions about his place in the world. Despite being in the untamed wilderness, he couldnt help but feel as if this wasnt reality, that this is all just a dream. Oh how he wished that he would just wake up already, and be in the world he was supposed to be in. The world where he knew who he was- what he was- and life was normal. No. That couldnt be right. He had been on his own for two days now, and everything was real. The people who shunned him out of fear, the dragon, the city, it was all real. This was his reality. A reality seemingly seperate from all else in existence, but he knew that too wasnt true. He looked up to the leafy branches that stretched out over head. He looked at the colorful birds that would land on the limbs, chirp and look around with their jerky head movements and then fly off again. The sounds and sights... they were all there, part of the realm, as was he. "I live, just as everything else here does" Desrium thought aloud, taking a moment to turn his makeshift barbeque spit. "But I feel so lost in life...no direction...no purpose" He let his gaze drop down to the flames. The thoughts were coming back, and no matter how hard he tried to shift his attention to something else, Desrium would find himself coming back to the conundrum of his existence...
