Sela always felt more comfortable at night. They blended in better against a sky with little to no light pollution. The school and city were no exceptions. This island managed to make the light pollution nonexistent, allowing the stars to be strikingly vibrant. Though there was no reason for Sela to hide. They weren't here to hunt, and they couldn't if they wanted to. What they wanted to do was relax outside of their cramped dorm room.
They sat themself in the grass of the courtyard, then simplified their face. The result was their eyebrows, eyes, and mouth disappearing, leaving a mostly black face, other than tears still streaming down from where their eyes would usually have been. People have described it as creepy, but it was better than the apparently creepier look of someone staring off at nothing, almost frozen in place. All they wanted to do was meditate and take in the dreams and almost-sleeping imaginations of people in their dorms. With Lycia's dream world, dreams here were almost always appetizing.
They sat themself in the grass of the courtyard, then simplified their face. The result was their eyebrows, eyes, and mouth disappearing, leaving a mostly black face, other than tears still streaming down from where their eyes would usually have been. People have described it as creepy, but it was better than the apparently creepier look of someone staring off at nothing, almost frozen in place. All they wanted to do was meditate and take in the dreams and almost-sleeping imaginations of people in their dorms. With Lycia's dream world, dreams here were almost always appetizing.