Time of Day: Afternoon • Weather: Absolutely Beautiful
Dorian was taking a break. It was much deserved, after his long day mapping all of the intricacies one of the most beautiful places he'd ever been. Of course, he'd been here before, but now he had a chance to be paid to be here. And to be sailing his boat. Of course, his boat wasn't a fancy yacht or anything. It was a working boat- one he used to sail from island to island on his way here.
And it wasn't that his eyes were tired from the sun or the sparkling, clear water... or maybe it was. But he decided that it was a perfect time for a rest. His work was mostly completed in the morning anyway, before the scorching hot sun could blister his back. It was with good reason that he headed toward the spot he'd rented to dock for the day. Yes, he was hot and sweaty as he twisted the ropes around the cleat, and he was thankful he'd just worn a tank top and shorts today.
Once finished, he hopped off the boat and onto the dock, reaching back in for his research bag full of his day's work. He strolled down the dock, looking at the water. Maybe he'd have to go for a swim later. The water was looking mighty inviting.
||||| Ain't nothin' I can do, I'm following the map that leads to you. |||||