Jean's Room

[kensei]

The soft sounds of soothing melodies filled Jean Montreal's room. The walls were covered by countless photographs- of sunsets, critters, people and various cultures. On the desk was an old camera, with more of those same photographs graciously lit by the peeking beams of sunlight through the windows.

One would think the place would be extremely tidy regarding Jean's nature, but alas it is not..

[kensei]

At last, for as long as what seemed to be an eternity Jean could finally lay back on his own bed and catch up on some needed sleep.

The rays of the moon were peaking by the windows, as it shone through the quiet room.

Better get to sleep while I still can...