happiness

Milo was beaten. He was worn and frayed,just an empty shell of the man he once was. The only comfort he had now was his voice and even that sometimes couldn't help his shattered soul. In a barley audible tone,he began to sing, eyes unfocused as he stared up at the ceiling above his bed. "I...

so I've recently ground to a halt on the ol' rp side of things. As in I've just been sitting around in events not actually participating and just running around Regalia. I seriously want to stop this as soon as possible so I can start roleplaying actively again. Now I know it's my characters...

A pink sunset. Ambiance. A flourish of vibrant shades of pink and a box full of chocolates. The remedy to a fragile, cracking heart of an innocent noble girl. A young, fragile noble girl walked along the path through the park as the sun shone brightly in the sky. In her grasp was a bouquet...