Ayeseru sighed, his one awful habit. Ever since that meeting with his other guild members in Crocus and when they disbanded, he hasn't really had much to do. He didn't really want to go back to his guild, either; Fiore was a fairly new land to him, so he wanted to explore some more. Particularly, he liked the park where they met in, and so he spent the next several days in Crocus wandering about, exploring the different areas and made sure to pay a visit daily to that same park.
While Crocus was always a busy, bustling place, the park that he particularly liked was a different story. On some days, it would be busy, full of children, young and old couples, and people just wandering by because of how nice it was. Others, it was completely empty; a ghost town, dead. Today was one of those days. He was alone, but he didn't mind it at all, actually preferred it. Today, however, he decided to sit down on one of the benches in the park and just admire the view of it.
In reality, it wasn't anything special - typical park, filled with trees, bushes, and even a fountain in the center, with benches and wastebaskets throughout points of the walking area. There were small hills with benches on top for people to sit on, but Ayeseru was sitting on a bench near the fountain this time. He could smell the roses from the rose garden that was nearby.
Normally, while roses did have a beautiful appearance to them, they didn't necessary smell that good; a misconception ever since they started to try to grow them quickly because of their beauty, resulting in hybrids without any smell. However, the roses that were nearby were genuine, resulting in a smell just as fabulous as the appearance of the rose... and he wasn't even in the garden.
What a wonderful day, indeed.