Lonely times.

Andrew Hawkins -

Hawk walked into the large courtyard surrounded by cabins on either side. He didn't bring his sword but his knife was always with him, even though he came here just after finishing lunch. It was a sunny afternoon but occasionaly a cold wind would blow. There weren't many people at the courtyard but those who were, were with their friend. But Hawk was... Alone. Hawk sighed and started walking slowly at the courtyard, sometimes looking at some pegasi which were flying over Long Island Sound. David saw a bench which was empty and sat on it. He then pulled out his knife and looked at his reflection on it.