Vorach careens through the air, his body seeming to cartwheel uncontrollably, a large tree growing closer every second as he falls. Gripping a branch he swings into the air again, tucking his legs into his chest he somersualts several times before landing and immediately breaking into a headlong sprint, his silent passing invisible except for a vacuum suction that pulls on the leaves of the foliage he weaves through. The tree line breaks and he stops instantly, standing regarding a manicured garden, nodding in silent approval Vorach sprawls onto his back, arms and legs spread wide he stares into the night sky above, the myriad stars clear and defined in colour to his vampire eyes, smiling he reveals triple set fangs in his top jaw. Long moments pass as he peruses the heavens, the darkness lightening to a pale purple, before his eyes slowly close and he willingly passes into sleep as the first rays of sunlight break.