Balthazar Bliss was walking through the roof tops of Magnolia Town, his green over coat swayed at the gentle afternoon breeze, his hood draped over his eyes hiding his face partially. His eyes darted here and there observing the citizens. Bliss finally drew to a stop. He sat down and took out his sewing kit and began to make a stuffed animal.
It was a couple of days already since he migrated into Fiore, unfortunately Bliss was still unable to make any friends or acquaintances. It suddenly dawned to Bliss, the reason why he had no friends was probably because he always traveled in the shadows away from others. Bliss sighed this was force of habit, due to his young years he was taught to be quiet and cautious.
Again I ended up spending my afternoon in solitude up here on the roof tops thought Bliss as he gave a light sigh of regret.
It was a couple of days already since he migrated into Fiore, unfortunately Bliss was still unable to make any friends or acquaintances. It suddenly dawned to Bliss, the reason why he had no friends was probably because he always traveled in the shadows away from others. Bliss sighed this was force of habit, due to his young years he was taught to be quiet and cautious.
Again I ended up spending my afternoon in solitude up here on the roof tops thought Bliss as he gave a light sigh of regret.