Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-38113021-20190323232505/@comment-26510374-20190327165311

Eros stared onwards as the stranger, the deer, was pushed away somewjere off stage to her death or whatever. He scowled. Was he legally required to do this ceremony on his fifteenth birthday tomorrow? He likely wouldn't be chosen, but he didnt want to risk coming anyway. Would anyone mind? Would anyone persecute him? Perhaps he should run away. Eros considered this for a good amount of time. It wasn't like anyone would notice his absence, since he had done a good job of maming sure no one really knew him anyway. And he didn't care about hid parents, who weren't very good parents anyway, he thought. Was avoiding the ceremony considered a war crime? He couldn't care less about his parents being questioned or maybe arrested, but Eros worried about going to some sort of prison himself. That was not fun, nor cool, and certainly not very liberating.

Eros sighed in exasperation and began to shuffle away, not caring about school or whatever. He had a lot on his mind all of a sudden because of some strangers, and he didn't like it. It filled him with anger the more he thought about it, which was not good. He would not have another random outburst, not today. Eros took off into the air. Flying would definitely clear his mind, just as it always did, and all his careless rage would melt away into the endless great blue sky. Instead of worrying about the beasts on earth beneath him, he would think of the clouds, and the heavens above, and what lay beyond.