New beginnings

[Grave Sacrosanct]

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[atrb=style, background-color: #FAFAFA; border-top-left-radius: 100px;] [STYLE=height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: -10px; border: 3px solid #98B2BC; margin-left: 150px; background-image: url(http://i1100.photobucket.com/albums/g402/MagikarpFisher/Ayanami/aya15.png); border-radius: 100px;][/style] [STYLE=height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-left: 255px; border: 3px solid #98B2BC; margin-top: -106px; background-image: url(http://i1100.photobucket.com/albums/g402/MagikarpFisher/Ayanami/aya15.png); border-radius: 100px;][/style][STYLE=margin-left: 10px; margin-top: -27px; text-align: left; font-size: 23px; font-family: times new roman; text-transform: lowercase; color: #8BA4AE;]AND EVERY WAVE[/style][STYLE=margin-top: -7px; text-align: justify; font-size: 33px; font-family: times new roman; text-transform: lowercase; color: #8BA4AE; letter-spacing: 1px; background-color: #EEEFF1; text-align: right; border-top: 1px dotted #98B2BC; border-bottom: 1px dotted #98B2BC; padding-right: 10px; line-height: 25px;]DRAGS ME TO SEA.[/style][style= margin: 15px; background-color: #EFF3F5; padding: 15px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #233339; text-align: justify;]It was quite a fine day indeed. And yet, there really wasn't much to say about this day. Nay, scratch that. Grave Sacrosanct really didn't have much to say about this day. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and there was a ruckus within the immediate vicinity that could only be really found around the marketplace of Loguetown. Obviously, being quite a bountiful and drudging port, it also meant that the docks of Loguetown were the main door that lead to the outside world through trading and selling. It was quite the main stream of sea mercantilism and it allowed anyone who was interested in purchasing rare materials and items from around the East Blue to do so within the bazaar that represented that settlement. Almost all ships, especially pirate ships, were normally passing through to stock up on supplies for the Grand Line since Loguetown was in a convenient location very close to Reverse Mountain, just out of sight of the Red Line. Since there was such a ruckus on the main place of Loguetown, the young priest had decided to make his way further away from it, in a small paved area with benches and a couple of trees. In fact, this diminutive park-like location was probably the only place around the island that still had a bit of quietude to it. After all, Loguetown was a city on an island, with the city covering nearly the entire island, save for a few steep hills. Thus, this specific location was Grave's place of choice to enjoy a short moment of personal time. Each day, he would make his way from the only Church in all Loguetown, and would settle down with a book and a bag of bird seeds on one of the benches in the area. It was good for his own sanity, and helped him relieve some of the stress that the constant ruckus around town could muster in his being. He would normally spend around an hour or two at this particular place; reading while feeding the birds. And that was exactly what Grave Sacrosanct was doing at this very moment. As a matter of fact, he had already been sitting there for around half an hour, stoic against the fiery sky. He was wearing his usual uniform; which was black and golden, along with a hat, which really didn't help him during such hot days. And yet, he would remain stoic even through the heat. At least, he had conveniently sat down at the only bench that was covered by the shade created by one of the nearby trees. A little troop of pigeons had made their way around his feet, and were eating the seeds that had been previously scattered around by the white-haired man. A book was brought up to a good foot away from his visage, which he was reading quietly; with his eyes following every line at quite a relaxed pace. Nothing but a peaceful day... [/style][style=margin-top: -15px; letter-spacing: 2px; color: #98B2BC; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; text-align: center;]made by kiwii at btn & ote![/style]

[Hakkyou Darklight]

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[style=width: 416px; background-color: #b1b198; margin-top: -3px; color: #212121; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px;] words:: 437 ♠ tagged:: Grave ♠ notes :: Finally got the muse to get this post done, and no can't do the same as last time since she's not a navigator this time around[/style][style=font-family: courier new; letter-spacing: 4px; font-size: 10; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;] template by synchronicity[/style]