noah
I feel the pages turning, I see the candle burning down before my eyes
”With Soleil’s help.” Noah turned back over his shoulder briefly as he heard the girl’s quick, lightning footsteps as she ascended the stairs. He shifted from the table back to the cupboards. He grabbed his jar and searched in a drawer for a lid, rumbling around until he found one that would sit tight enough on the vessel to preserve the silks. He turned back to the Valkyrie and offered her a smile, a knowing glint in his eye shared between the two of them regarding the youngling’s tenacity as his keen ears listened to her trotting from room to room.
When he returned to the table, the few steps that it was, he pulled a chair out for himself and sat down. He placed the lid on the jar of silk as he inspected what was before him — before her. Her lantern. His throat tightened slightly and bobbed as he swallowed. ”Who is it for, this year?”
