Aria Lincren: Wind tracing the outline of the large structures as the sun itself shined, gleaming as they bounced off the shining prefaces of the slender walls and upon the bridge which seemed to be bathed in an almost snow-like, but ivory texture. The clouds grazing upon the sides of the walls just as waves would crash upon the shore of a beach. Clouds moving like snow, yet flowing freely, unhindered by these monumental structures which had stood steady and still upon the ground beneath them, closest to nearby trees which seemed to be erected and protruding from some of the clouds themselves having been flowing through the sky as the warming yet radiant shine of the sun itself shone upon that area.

This sunlight providing a magnificent glow, coating the landscape with a brief yellow, yet prominent and strong. each building shining and somewhat, reflecting the bright shine and glare of the sun, becoming more brilliant as those clouds would gracefully pass by, gently caressing the sides of the buildings themselves. Each of the prefaces shining a gleaming tone, yet coated by the cool rush of the breeze, each of the currents breezing along gently yet swiftly, though calming and relaxing. As if to compliment the grace and glossy structures which form the boundaries annd trimmings along with the patching of the prefaces of the buildings themselves.

Drake's serenity: Standing there, leaning slightly upon the balcony, his back slightly hunched with his arms folded, clothes slightly swaying due to the gentle breeze which blew across and upon his direction, slightly ruffling his hair as the longer portion of his hair follicles blew back and forth in the wind itself. brushing gently upon his cheek as he himself stood, the illumination of the suns glow ever soothing yet warming, dim so as to not be the point of a glare as it lingered between two of the mountains. The cloud scenery illuminated as well as an effervescent calm unveiled about onto this large home of his.

He himself spent this solace alone, which seemed to get silent most of the time for he himself wished there would be more to it than just the aptitude of serenity, there being much in the calm of this silence. remaining alone for his days as he stared off into the illuminating sun as it shone brightly in his direction.