[It's been quiet for a while, just the sounds of nature and shoreline to keep him company on the dock. It wasn't long ago that he had visited Dean in a similar place in the comfort of his dreams, four years felt like a blink in time for him.
When he feels the presence of another and the form casts a shadow on the dock he turns his head to meet the eyes of the stranger.]
It's nice here. Peaceful. Quiet in a way that the free cities rarely are.
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When he feels the presence of another and the form casts a shadow on the dock he turns his head to meet the eyes of the stranger.]
It's nice here. Peaceful. Quiet in a way that the free cities rarely are.