If f l e s h and b l o o d is what you’re after
Noah found it odd, too, that in Safrin's absence he had chained him here of all places. Not allowed him to be free and help with whatever was happening, but instead work to right what he had wronged. Noah had worked through the anger and deep rage it had caused him originally, as well as the sorrow and grief and existential crisis it caused afterwards. He had spent the last seasons not only working tooth and nail to get back on good standing with the deity, but also digging deep within himself to find the right within him again.
The only indication that Noah gave in agreement, however, was a low mumbled rumble from this chest.
"As we get further from the war, what are your plans looking forward?" He looked to the statue of Vi, his kept his ears tuned right in on the Nightshade.
Then let the f o o l i s h take the l e a d
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