sits in a forest leaning back against a tree, chatting idly with a few magical creatures.

lying in his hammock which is hung up between two trees, a knee propped up to support the notebook he is sketching in.

[[ -- Wow, okay, I'm back. Partially. School work's drowning me, but I'll try being more active. /Counts for Italy as well ]]

finally got home from work after two rather busy weeks and headed for the coffee machine. He was exhausted, and the situation earlier today

[[ I almost forgot-- Going to have to take two weeks hiatus on/off from today. ]]

in a book store, looking for another addition to his collection.

had the radio in his living room stationed on a calm channel, hugging a beer can to his stomach and his other hand curled loosely in the air

found inspiration in a fairytale by a certain Dane. He's sitting outside, book lying open beside him as he carves the final touches on

sat in his backyard, close to the wall of the house. He was pressing a hand to his forehead, trying to relax. He'd been feeling weird since

sits in a large windowsill in one of the more abandoned hallways. The window is slightly ajar and he's mumbling to himself.