Advent had been travelling for a months since he arrived on Fiore, he had ended up at a large port town, a place filled with a feudal government he was just happy to hear the chirping of birds as he entered the forest "Seems like home... kind of" he said his voice was happy but it had as saddened undertone as he lowered his head for a moment as he listened "I know I shouldn't be sad this place is beautiful... but so was... is home" he sighed rubbing the back of his head knowing that he would be given into trouble if he thought any differently about the place he grew up and even now called home. Letting out a deep sigh a gentle warmish breeze floated past making his snowy white hair dance a little on his back.
"Well, since I have my train of thought back perhaps I should try something new..." he scratched his head as he eased his foot back a little taking a deep breath his hands moving in front of him creating the lotus hand gesture, his eyes closing underneath his blindfold as voices would start to be heard both male and female. Slowly the hand gesture of the lotus started to open a small flickering light beginning to be seen in the centre of it though his breathing would quickly become laboured to what he was doing the voices dwindling to be barely whispers though he fought to hold it for as long as he could he eventually fell back on the grass a little breathless "How am I going to get perfected I can't even get past the beginning?" his voice seemed a little defeated as his hands moved to his blindfold.
"Well, since I have my train of thought back perhaps I should try something new..." he scratched his head as he eased his foot back a little taking a deep breath his hands moving in front of him creating the lotus hand gesture, his eyes closing underneath his blindfold as voices would start to be heard both male and female. Slowly the hand gesture of the lotus started to open a small flickering light beginning to be seen in the centre of it though his breathing would quickly become laboured to what he was doing the voices dwindling to be barely whispers though he fought to hold it for as long as he could he eventually fell back on the grass a little breathless "How am I going to get perfected I can't even get past the beginning?" his voice seemed a little defeated as his hands moved to his blindfold.