If he was doing his calculations right, and he was in the right place (he was fairly sure he was in the right place), Ezio should be able to catch sight of a particular meteor shower tonight around one in the morning. He'd brought a camera this time, intending to take both video footage and photos of the event, because, for no reason other than that he wanted to, Ezio felt like studying the meteors. There was no point in it whatsoever, but he just, felt like it. Then again, he was still an Ember, and did tend to do whatever the fuck he felt like, even if he'd pretend outwardly that there were external reasons.
Half the time, he was lying, and he was doing whatever it was merely because he felt like it.
Granite Falls was a notable vacation destination, and sometimes hikers and outdoors enthusiasts wandered through it. Sometimes you could catch a spellcaster wandering through looking for potion ingredients, because Granite Falls was at least rife with bug life, but Ezio didn't expect to run into anyone else tonight. It was like, nine in the evening already, and theoretically there were people still wandering around, but he'd thought he'd gotten himself far enough out of the way that no one would bother him much.
In the meantime, he sat on a hill, next to the tripod holding the video camera, with a sketchbook in hand. He was trying to draw the trees, but you know what, it was hard to draw something that was just black. So what was coming out instead was a rather detailed, for what it was, sketch of the dark treeline and the splatters of light and colour in the sky behind them. The sky was awake, for sure, and it was brilliant when it was. It was a shame he didn't bring any coloured pencils, but Ezio didn't have any anymore, he didn't think, just some paint.
It wasn't quite the same, really.