Beach, Friday 30 Late Afternoon-ish

[eyesofahero]

There was quite an impressive sunset going on, but Cloud didn't notice. For the last hour he had been going back and forth, Fusion Swords singing on the air as he slashed, parried and twirled around, feet digging in the sand, completely focused on going over movements he had left aside for some time now. Weeks without the chance to freely release some steam by himself. And to think. Cloud had realized it was easier to get his mind clear while he trained, alone with the sound of the waves and the weight of the blades.

Tonight he planed to train until light made it possible.

Tomorrow he was out of Fandom to visit Gaia, and bring Fenrir back with him.

After the weekend...he could only hope for the best.

[Open beach is open]