Into the black of night

[Asher Dumont]

Asher, a lone student that rarely is seen outside except at night walks across the wide expanse of lawn. His dark clothing billows around him as the wind blows. The moon is nothing but a sliver above him casting very little light. This does not effect the pale student as he walks. His eyesight is superior to most and he navigates around the few trees near him with ease. The tall young man seems to know exactly where he is heading. His movement does not waver as he makes his way to a lone tree near the center of the lawn.

Stopping at the base of the tree Asher drops to the ground with ease, almost as if he floats down. This is of course an illusion that is projected every time he moves. His gestures and movement are always fluid and never appear to be awkward as the other students. A sigh escapes his lips as he leans against the trunk of the tree to look up at the barely visible moon above him. The silence of the night engulfs him and his thoughts.

This is the perfect time for him. He does not like big crowds and most avoid him, not because of his actions but instinctively. Most do not know why they feel compelled to avoid the youth. His mer demeanor does not give any indication as to why most would either fear him or just avoid him altogether.