he did not know where he was going, nor did he even have the slightest idea as to where he would end up if he kept following the north star along the beaten up and abounded railroad tracks outside of his small town.
his backpack had proven to be heavy by the third mile in, the joints in his shoulder blades stinging by the time he had passed the city's most famous chocolate shop. the chocolate shop was a landmark which told him he would be entering another city soon, which also brought forward the opportunity for him to catch a train given that the local train station was one block over.
before the sun was even given the chance to rise, clade was in a new city filled with unfamiliar facades and alluring new smells and sights. his old life was behind him from that point forward.
clade is a twenty two year old man who graduated top of his class in his old city's best art school available. he succeeded with a career in film design and is currently working on a collaboration for his first major film with the world's biggest names in the production world.
he finds enjoyment in being alone, often opting out of the rigorous decisions his friend group makes and instead, finding himself sitting on the couch with his dog, kipper. that's another thing; clade loves animals- all sorts of animals.
his story is only beginning and with it, comes the responsibility the world has cut out for him. he wishes to take giant steps forward and further his progression with becoming acquainted with more faces and learning to familiarize himself more with the city around him.
basics (for those who did not come to read)
name: clade williams
occupation: film (aspiring directer).
sexuality: homosexual
relationship status: single
age: twenty two
likes: animals (dogs especially), movies, artwork, alternative and indie music
dislikes: crowds, loud noises, chinese food, obnoxious people
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