Laurëa

Aeruthuil blinks, snapping out of his daydream. Shifting a little in his spot he watches as Laurëa shows sign of movement, in his hand his notebook turned to a page he had been drawing on. 

He holds his breath, the large hound Cormac walking past him and away. Quickly he shifted his attention back towards the woman as he grabs his stuff together as fast as he could, without making too much noise, as she already wandered towards the road.

Aeruthuil pants, leaning over against the trunk of the large tree before him as he casts his eyes away from Laurëa down towards his boots. With a grunt he reaches down to pull his right boot off and shake it out to get rid of the small bits of dirt, twigs and tiny stones which had been torturing his feet the past couple of hours.

It had only been hours since Aeruthuil had wandered about aimlessly. He had tried to sleep that night, but he couldn't. There had been too many things on his mind, too many memories, questions..-But no answers or ways to forget, not even his beloved Whiskey had done him any favours.