C O R ; immortalmarshal

[ Dusk painted a glorious orange shimmer past the crystal dome of their protective barrier. The hue faded into yellow, red, blues, purples, and the wall’s reflective surface seemed to bring radiance to the colors. Perhaps more so than what the sight of the sky would be outside of their dome.

Though the whole actual mechanics of the dome was something of wonder, of fantasy, of magic. Birds could fly through it easily enough, they weren’t dissuaded in anyway. The rain fell through it, and the air breathed through it as well. What was not allowed through it was that which posed a threat to their kingdom, stipulated by the King of course.

In any case, Noctis didn’t have to worry much more than that presently. He was still just a prince after all and his father had years more before he would need to step up to the mantle. Hell, by the time the King passed it’d probably be ready for one of Noct’s sires.

Beh, what a thought! Noct huffs and he pushes the idle thoughts from his mind as he continues down the pathway that would take him home. Friday couldn’t have come any sooner, his book bag was filled with all the assignments he had to do which he’s yet to do despite they were overdue. Something his advisory team would no doubt be proud of. It just was exhausting, having to “perform” all of the time. He wanted his days where he could slack off too. ]