. Begin Your Journey .: & holding on to the blindfolds we hide behind.

Name: Loganway
Age: 9
Breed: Some Warmblood-y thing xD
Gender: Male
Strength: Smart, rational, genuinely nice
Weakness: Too nice sometimes, expects the best from everyone and can be naive to how evil the world can be.
Minor Objective: Meet someone outside of his realm
Super Objective: Become an apprentice
Harem Preference: None x)
Intended Class: Scholar
Name or Alias: Leah
Sample Post:

He does not understand what he has: nothing.
He is alone, very alone, but he does not seem to notice. After all, he has the sea and the sky and the meadows and the forests. They are his friends and family; he needs no one else.
He had one once. A family. A mother. He never grew up with his father, but he didn’t need one. The entire kingdom was his father as long as his mother, the princess was there.
And then she disappeared. It was Logan and the sea and the sky and the meadows and the forests now. They were his real family. They would never leave him.

It is spring now. Cold and rainy. This was what it was like when he was born all those years ago (it wasn’t all that long ago, he remembers, but the days pass like years when you’re alone), when he first opened his eyes to the droplets on his face. He had shivered, but his mother comforted him. A year later, there would be no comforting. From then on, he was on his own.
It’s surprisingly quiet here. He stands with his meadow-sister; silent, watching others converse in their happiness. He cannot help but remember how he used to have friends, how he used to speak freely with others.
And then, he thought—
and then there was one.