y/n was sitting by a small pond in the rural area of the water district. they were completely silent , so it was easy to hear the quiet footsteps from behind them. they turned their head and were met with a very tall man with long , purple hair flowing behind him as he walked.
he sat down beside y/n and yawned softly , crisscrossing his legs as he stared into the water , watching it ripple gently from the quiet breeze.
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he glanced at y/n.
❝ a true beaut , water is. aye , it's real nice to watch , innit ? calms the soul. ❞
he had a strong West Country accent. if you weren't smart enough , you'd say he sounded like a pirate , but of course. . pirates are just fairy tales.
