Caesarion hated winter.
Of the four seasons, it was the worst one — for many reasons. The first was due to the fact that his head hurt, all the time. A throbbing migraine seemed to plague him from the obnoxious reflections that beamed off of ice and snow, even through the night. Usually, he was able to escape the triggers for his discomfort, but not in winter. Not to mention how cold it was all the time, and the lack of food compared to other seasons. It was simply the worst.
Grumbling lowly, Cae slunk through the unfamiliar forest, head low and strides calculated. He was grateful that the snow didn’t seem to be sticking all that much, meaning it would be far more tolerable for travel.
The man clicked his tongue to himself, pausing at the sound of rushing water — a river was just beyond the dense pines. Teal colored eyes stared off, as if focusing harder would somehow make him able to see through the trunks and low hanging branches. Honestly, he wasn’t sure what he was expecting or hoping to see, regardless he saw nothing but the same forest that was in every direction.
”Damn it,” he hissed to himself, picking up pace and closing in on the water source.
Of the four seasons, it was the worst one — for many reasons. The first was due to the fact that his head hurt, all the time. A throbbing migraine seemed to plague him from the obnoxious reflections that beamed off of ice and snow, even through the night. Usually, he was able to escape the triggers for his discomfort, but not in winter. Not to mention how cold it was all the time, and the lack of food compared to other seasons. It was simply the worst.
Grumbling lowly, Cae slunk through the unfamiliar forest, head low and strides calculated. He was grateful that the snow didn’t seem to be sticking all that much, meaning it would be far more tolerable for travel.
The man clicked his tongue to himself, pausing at the sound of rushing water — a river was just beyond the dense pines. Teal colored eyes stared off, as if focusing harder would somehow make him able to see through the trunks and low hanging branches. Honestly, he wasn’t sure what he was expecting or hoping to see, regardless he saw nothing but the same forest that was in every direction.
”Damn it,” he hissed to himself, picking up pace and closing in on the water source.