07-28-2015, 08:09 PM
It never ceased to amaze him how things could change so quickly. One day everything is normal and then suddenly, BAM! The chaos that change brought with it would quickly fill the air and seek out it's unsuspecting 'victims'. It was then that those 'victims' would begin to allow the wheels in their head to turn and start creating the ways for them to be able to change their lives.
It was on this day that the 'chaos' found Leiland and instilled within him the sudden desire to leave the only home he had ever known. His journey started early that morning as the Amazonian Prince made his way out of the jungle and headed north. As he moved across Beqanna he occasionally made small pit stops to explore different areas, like the field and the meadow until moving on.
Leiland didn't stop moving until he came upon the gates borders. With curious eyes he looked out across the emerald green fields full of wildflowers and and small butterflies. The sky was bright, lit up by the suns soft and golden light. The silver boy had never seen such a peaceful place before in his so far short life and looking out across it all made him feel warm and full of calm and relaxed emotions.
And then he realized what the 'chaos' had led him to finding. His home. This was it. For the jungle would never be his true home. Just the place he was born. Men were not allowed to stay unless they pledged themselves to a woman and early on he had known that would not be the life he was alright with leading. He needed more. He needed adventure. He needed to explore.
Deep inside he was a free spirit, and it was clawing at the walls begging to be set free. Coming to the Gates was the first step he had taken to tearing down those walls that kept him from wandering. Being here now, was the most excitement he had felt in his entire life. Slowly stepping forward, he crossed the borders stepping inside the kingdoms walls. Quietly he headed towards the center of the kingdom, moving gracefully through the tall grasses as he calmly took in all of the sights.
It was all so different from where he had been born in raised. Here it was light and airy, covered in a golden glow and a light breeze blew through the trees carrying what almost seemed like the soft sounds of cheery music with it. It wasn't until he had reached a particularly sunny spot underneath the trees canopy that he reached down to rub his cheek against his knee. Finally he was ready to stand and wait for someone to find him for he was ready to offer himself to their lovely home.