Evening Distractions

I knew eventually I couldn't keep focusing on searching on and on for someone that didn't want to be found. If Adalia really wanted some alone time away from prying eyes, then I guess I oughta drift mine away. 

While I'm ain't so sure yet why exactly she was hiding for, I'm almost positive given time, she'll turn up on her own time, and only then I'm sure she'd be more than willing to clarify why… in fact, I'm even counting on it.

In the meantime, as the afternoon light began to dim and tinge the skies with a burning orange, I got to work again. Outside, knees pressing against the hard dirt, both arms outstretched into the air, and a mind devoid of all concept and thoughts - only focused, only determined, and brimming with intent.