While others were speeding through life, Arthur moved at a slower pace. Not that he didn't have places to be, he just really enjoyed taking the time to savour the simpler things and to truly see the beauty. Something would always catch his eye, usually a texture, but sometimes a breeze, or even a scant smell would be all it took. You could almost hear gears whirring and clicking as he would move about slowly looking for just the right angle, seeing how elements would line up and what shadows might be cast where.
Arthur sometimes saw things like others and sometimes he saw things his own way. But when things all came together for him it really didn't matter who saw what how. His eyes would begin to sparkle and one corner of his mouth would turn upwards creating that mischievous little grin that he was well known for.
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