It is often at night many bad things happen to both good and bad people. Often times Ceron found himself board with his own realm of interest and would move threw his shadowy path ways to other places in time and to other realms. Often times connected by just following the right shadow to walk down.<br/><br/>It was rare but this particular evening he found himself in a place he had only visited once or twice before. He looked at the towering structures of stone and metal that seemed to tower high in the air. He took upon a rise of a cemetery. He smiled at the place "peaceful enough" The whole area seemed to darken with his presence as he stepped into the realm. Looking around he noticed a few of the lamps he had seen before on his last visit.<br/><br/>So different then his own place of living , strange machines rolled over cracked ground of concrete. He remembered once a captive calling the place earth, and his laughter at such an unimaginative name for a world or realm. Still there was something that would draw him to this place on occasion and this cemetery being his favorite place to arrive in. IT seemed peaceful yet he knew that once one stepped out of the boundaries the noise and hustle of the city could overwhelmed the senses.<br/><br/>His smile came upon his pale features while a gloved had absently ran over an old scar that ran from just under his right eye to his right cheek while brushing away a strand of his hair. He took a deep breath and found himself wanting to spit from the taste of the air. The soft silk that covered his frame whispered over flesh while he moved taking in the surroundings. Really what he was looking for was a new toy something or someone different then what he was use to and hopefully very fun to break<br/><br/>His long dark hair flowed past his broad silk covered shoulders while eyes of pure night took in the head stones and graves. He was in the mood to cause a bit of mayhem and as he tied to deiced on what he was going to do he heard voices coming towards him. Stepping back under the darkness of a large oak tree he blended in perfectly within the shadows as his hues looked out towards the approaching sounds.