Thoughts to myself with others (open)

The town felt fairly quiet as Idaten moved around one of Kumo's cliff walkways. From this point, you could practically see the entire village. It was a pretty nice spot to just stop every now and then and take everything in. It was actually kind-of supprising that there weren't constantly painters around here. The blue sky seemed to blend into the horizon perfectly. He rested his arms on the railing, just examining the view. One day, he hoped that people would flock to Kumo to see something like this. But, for now, he just stood alone in silence.