Little did Noah know that his rumination would only increase in the coming days (when he would meet with Safrin #timelines), but Hadama seemed comfortable enough with Noah’s internal struggles and therefore his silence. When the silence broke, though, the merking seemed just as inclined to pray at the shrine as he was. ”Knowing Ludo,” which Noah only did by tales and accounts, ”it could go either way.” The glacial features shifted to a smirk, glimpsing towards the merking.
AS they moved and the trees resembled skin more than they did bark, Noah could feel the cold coming in and grasping at the back of his neck. It was enough to make the hunter pop his collar and duck his head as his eyes shifted around them. He searched for both bright red petals and the eerie purple glow of the void-touched.
AS they moved and the trees resembled skin more than they did bark, Noah could feel the cold coming in and grasping at the back of his neck. It was enough to make the hunter pop his collar and duck his head as his eyes shifted around them. He searched for both bright red petals and the eerie purple glow of the void-touched.
the forsaken
