12 - Action
[The lake is actually quite nice this time of day. It's quiet, and there's a nice rock to sit on. Even a few smaller rocks to absently toss in the water. This is an excercise in calm, for someone who certainly needs it these days.]
[Recent events have sent the mage's mind, and its passenger, roiling. It feels as if the lines are blurring. If there ever were any lines. What part of him is the anger, the justice, the righteous vengeance? What part is the mage who only wants freedom?]
[Anders honestly doesn't know anymore. It's starting to eat at him.]
[He left his journal behind, opting instead to scribble in the margins of a book borrowed from the library. Maybe even doodling a cat or two. Occasionally smiling. He looks rather at peace right now.]
[Interrupt?]
[Recent events have sent the mage's mind, and its passenger, roiling. It feels as if the lines are blurring. If there ever were any lines. What part of him is the anger, the justice, the righteous vengeance? What part is the mage who only wants freedom?]
[Anders honestly doesn't know anymore. It's starting to eat at him.]
[He left his journal behind, opting instead to scribble in the margins of a book borrowed from the library. Maybe even doodling a cat or two. Occasionally smiling. He looks rather at peace right now.]
[Interrupt?]