Azar Phantom

Azar quietly walks over the hill into the fields, the kingdom and it's castle standing silent in the background as he aims his bow and arrow ahead of him, his feet making soft thuds with a slight clinking of the gold chains on his boots as he walks in the tall grass, the moon hanging high as all the pink blossom trees dance quietly in the soft breeze Now what on earth did he see out here to make him so scared...