There was a cool midday breeze and all stood silent and still within the great and vast landscape, from it's oak trees to the lake and even the cities filled with sounds. High up in the sky laid the sun, she resting softly upon a cloud, her form beautiful and golden as she slept there. The sapphire sky about her drinking in her radiant beauty as the traveler amongst the ground continued to walk, hefty and strong steps onward like that of a soldier off to war.<br/><br/>He moved quickly for someone walking, his pace unending as he went, on and on, left, right, left right, the sound of his worn black sandals against the somewhat grassy roads making a soft crunch sound as he went. About his body, as the cool wind blew, his scarf fluttered softly in the wind, almost seeming to look as though some hidden creature was trying to pull it from off of him.<br/><br/>As he continued along, this black garbed traveler, he turned, heading into the great depths of the city. The sunlight glinting off the windows and beaming down upon him. The traveler took hold of his hood and pressed it further down his face. Sighing with comfort as he looked up at a bench in the distance occupying two people. He laid his weary body upon it, going to rest there as he crossed his arms and made himself comfortable. He'd traveled quite far that day and no doubt was very tired from the journey's length.