Gift - Citadel

Citadel stood at the edge of the ledge, he crouched down as he placed his stone hand onto it, gripping it tightly before placing his other hand onto it. He stared over the ledge, watching the lights of the night city illuminate the cold midnight sky. It was a view that never got old for him even though he had seen it for a million time now. It was something he honestly looked forward to, it was his alone time, his time to think and appreciate the small things in life. He honestly wouldn't have it any other way, it was something that spoke to him, he doesn't fully understand it but he doesn't mind that. He doesn't need to understand the need to watch over such a beautiful view almost every night, it kinda explains itself. It is a sight to behold, who gives it the proper time and doesn't glance over it understands it's beautiful and the meaning it holds, only those who can appreciate it understand that. Those who turn a blind eye to it due to it being something mediocre or sight that they have already seen do not understand nor appreciate its beauty or meaning. They do not deserve to know that knowledge or feelings that come with understanding such a sight. Citadel sat down slowly on the ledge, he smiled softly to himself. He felt like he had discovered a new meaning to his night activity, a different view that he had enjoyed. Maybe watching the night city from the same spot every night isn't so bad, it seems to be getting more interesting as time goes on as well. That or he's just really good at entertaining himself as he watches skire kind go on with their lives activities long into the night.