Aether was staring at nothing, almost as if his mind didn't understand what was happening. He touched his chin, a faint memory of a being touching it ringing in his mind. But why did it feel so blurry, like his own mind was trying to hide it from him?
"Aether, are you done spacing out?"
He shook his head, coming back to his senses, as he looked at the old women that had called out to him. Her amber eyes and hair radinated autumm, the feeling of leaves falling from trees, and everything turning into the colors of autumn.
He jerked up, shaking his head to come back to his senses. After all, he and his master had an important mission. To surprise a family with some needed money.
It had been a long time since he decided to come to the Withered. His father was very happy when he heard that he wanted to come to this place, so that he could help others in need.
