Urbane has a minion!

Kindred the Starla

Urbane always thought of herself as a being with no purpose. She had thought she "had just come to be" and that was all, never fully understanding the fundamentals of human interaction. Her life consisted on solely one thing, which was photography. Oh how in love she was with her camera and all those pictures she took with it. She would spend hours at a time in her film room, looking through the pictures taken that day. She marveled over their "perfection" as she called it. The world was an adventure of sorts. She'd take out her camera and take pictures of whatever came to mind, etc. Her love for photography grew with each picture taken. Soon she had sold out galleries.

She would frolick about in this joyful spirit of hers. Her message was being heard, she thought. She had thought someone would save her from this perpetual loneliness that she herself had yet to overcome, yet she was wrong. As she lay there, repeating the following lines, she understood what must be done:

"I look over, in utter disbelief,
Why oh why is my life not a blissful one?

I ponder on the thought,
Yearning for an answer,
Yet I let go.

I am content,
Although I am alone.

I am no one,
And I don't mind hearing that.

I am myself,
nothing more."

Her challenge had come. To socialize and to one day discover that one person who would truly free her from this loneliness of hers. However, she was a stubborn one. Her photography meant more to her than some human, as she'd call it. Yet one day, she met that perfect someone who she shared common traits with, and she realized that she would live on in a blissful nature with this special someone, and of course, her photography. With her partner in hand and her camera slung around her shoulder, she walked off into the distance where nature was still preserved.

Credits

Profile code by Sansa
Background image, story and poetry by me (Perpetual)
Artwork is unfortunately by someone who no longer goes on Subeta, so I cannot link them.