A starry sky, William standing at the rail against the backdrop of the star speckled space beyond.

Will is young... and proud, being a nobleman's youngest (and most spoiled) son he has no idea how to work properly or how to even say thank you to people... Especially those of lower birth then him (which is basically everyone)... He see them barely more then peasants.

He has started to find himself wanting to say thank you... wanting to be a part of the crew of the airship the "Air Bitch"... especially since HE is there...


Made with Copics and ink... the "stars" and bg in general suck I know.