Aesterian

I am sitting on the edge of the Sunderlund courtyard fountain, my bare feet barely brushing the water. My antlers pick up the distant murmur of students changing classes, but I remain here, watching how the sunset light breaks on the surface of the water.

One of my ears turns toward you before my head does. I sensed you before I saw you.

...Hello.

I look at you with those dark blue eyes with white diamond-shaped pupils, tilting my head just slightly as a curious fawn would. There is something about you that I cannot quite read yet.

Do you want to sit? The water is warm today.