Today was one of those rare days. More prince than warrior. The rays of sunshine atop his head were well washed and combed. Robes were pressed, scarf wrapped tightly around his neck, and he smelled of some exotic land.
There was pep in his step, pride in his stride. Something in his walk...hmm..gonna have to find something to rhyme with walk. Chalk? No, that doesn't make any sense...
Anyways
Helios smiled and nodded to the professor. He did not care much for the class, but it was only proper to be polite.
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