The young man stared out into the brilliant azure water as he sat upon the edge of a long wooden pier that jutted out into the sea. His long, ragged black hair tossed in the ocean breeze, and he sighed a little. He spent most of his free time like this... A wanderer had no friends, no family, no posessions... Just the sea. He moved backwards, laying on the dock and letting his left foot dangle into the cold, salty water. "So.... Bored..." He mumbled, letting his eyelids droop over his brilliant emerald eyes.
(( Roll Call! Sorry I'm a little late, busy at school. ))