He had always been curious about the world outside of the castle.
The stories of the fun and chaos to be had always intrigued the boy..

So when he found a book all about it he couldn't help but be intrigued.

There he found illustrations of the sky so blue and bright speckles with white cotton ball-esq things called clouds that looked so fluffy and nice and lush green vegetation that coated the ground called grass that sparked in the morning sun coated in dew..

But of course he had more pressing matters to attend to..

His role was the head builder of the Watchers after all and he had new students to attend to..

Maybe after today's class he'd leave his Shelter..

If you could even call the Watcher castle that..