One More Week Later — Planet Donara
"....."
Enjoying the profound silence that seemed to seep into the very marrow of his bones and wash through every corner of his mind without obstruction, Robin lifted his head toward the vast sky above, his eyes closed and his features calm, untouched by any expression or emotional fluctuation, as though he had become a natural part of the world around him.
Then, after an unknown amount of time that could have been minutes or hours for all an observer knew, he slowly lowered his head. Extending the hand that held a high-level epic pen recently brought to him by the Shadow Swords after considerable effort, he began drawing something upon a sheet of white Treant bark laid neatly across the table before him.
