[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=556B2F]Thalken Talink[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/AF1YRJBdUgOQMLEZ36/giphy.gif[/img][/center][center][I][h3][color=556B2F]So far from who I was, from who I want to be
So far from being free of the past that's haunting me

[/color][/h3][/I][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=46hAyJRlEGs][color=556B2F]- [I]"So Far" by Ólafur Arnalds[/I][/color][/url][/center]
[hr][hr][center][b][color=556B2F]Location:[/color][/b] Russian Imperial Circus Tent City (Regent's Park) - Main Tent
[b][color=556B2F]Skills:[/color][/b] None, [I]clearly[/I].
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	By what could only be considered as divine intervention, Thalken was pulled from the dark recesses of his mind as his dream world took on an entirely new form. He was soon greeted by tumultuous waves crashing onto a shoreline. The ocean was lined with ships sailing on a stormy horizon. The sea spray misted the air as the wind relentlessly battered the ships' black sails. The images that played out before him were not memories of his own making, and yet they seemed too vivid to be purely make believe. It was perhaps something else entirely... 

	The dream continued on. His attention focused on a sole individual standing out on the beach. It was a woman with pale skin that starkly contrasted her ebony hair. Her feminine curves were mostly hidden by the men's attire she donned. Her face was hidden from him as she just stood there silently looking out at the horizon as the waves licked at her feet. The imagery was so tranquil, providing him with a well needed reprieve from those painful memories that had threatened to swallow him whole mere moments ago. And yet, unfortunately for him, it was always darkest before the dawn. He could feel the darkness beckoning to him from the corners of his mind, and soon he felt himself slipping back under their dark, treacherous waves...