Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2022 4:33:17 GMT -5
[For @calliope ]
It was late in the afternoon and Clovis needed some peace and quiet after a day of training with his men. It had been a good training, especially since he had taken a hit when one of the soldiers had charged at him with a lance. The lance had hit him on the collarbone but due to his own skills, it hadn't been hard enough to break it. His shoulder just felt sore now, which was a good thing, in his opinion. It was positive when his men were able to hit him. The lances they used in training weren't the ones they'd use in battle either so prevent someone from seriously getting hurt.
But now, the man wanted to return to his roots and dive nose first into a book. To stay true to himself, it would be a book about the military, training techniques or using horses in battle. He felt like you could never know enough about a subject. Learning didn't have an ending. There was always more to discover.
The muscular man had made his way through the palace and was headed towards the beautiful library. After a long day, he often enjoyed the library more than his own home. Once he had entered the library, he could see there were a few people present but he didn't pay much attention to what they were doing. He started to stroll through the lanes of bookcases, letting his eyes wander over the backs of the books, reading the titles.
It was late in the afternoon and Clovis needed some peace and quiet after a day of training with his men. It had been a good training, especially since he had taken a hit when one of the soldiers had charged at him with a lance. The lance had hit him on the collarbone but due to his own skills, it hadn't been hard enough to break it. His shoulder just felt sore now, which was a good thing, in his opinion. It was positive when his men were able to hit him. The lances they used in training weren't the ones they'd use in battle either so prevent someone from seriously getting hurt.
But now, the man wanted to return to his roots and dive nose first into a book. To stay true to himself, it would be a book about the military, training techniques or using horses in battle. He felt like you could never know enough about a subject. Learning didn't have an ending. There was always more to discover.
The muscular man had made his way through the palace and was headed towards the beautiful library. After a long day, he often enjoyed the library more than his own home. Once he had entered the library, he could see there were a few people present but he didn't pay much attention to what they were doing. He started to stroll through the lanes of bookcases, letting his eyes wander over the backs of the books, reading the titles.