A corner of the park, Monday afternoon
It was a nice day, so Demyx was taking advantage of that. He had his sitar, a place to play, and a sunny day. Really, what more could a guy ask for?
Resolutely pushing his feelings of impending doom off to a dark corner of his mind, the Nobody just focused on the music, seeing what sort of things the new Greek air inspired.
(up now since I'm at work and there's a high chance of sp...Demyx will shortly be leaving permanently, so...here's an opportunity to say goodbye, if anyone feels so inclined. Posted in his journal since he's only taking up a very small part of the park)
Resolutely pushing his feelings of impending doom off to a dark corner of his mind, the Nobody just focused on the music, seeing what sort of things the new Greek air inspired.
(up now since I'm at work and there's a high chance of sp...Demyx will shortly be leaving permanently, so...here's an opportunity to say goodbye, if anyone feels so inclined. Posted in his journal since he's only taking up a very small part of the park)