The Forsaken
The fire came to life and it filled Noah with a solace as it always did, always had, always would. Fire in Halo would always be the beacon of hope, life, and safety. Even now, the sprawling metropolis that Halo was (before the damage caused by the starfall) it was still an eternal, centering structure of pureness.
As the fire was tended and ready, Noah was pulled in to making soup. He followed willingly, eyes flicking around what had already been done. Nodding and keeping idle talk as it came up, the hunter worked on washing, peeling, and chopping produce that Deimos had brought back from the Greenhouse.
Noah helps make soup!
As the fire was tended and ready, Noah was pulled in to making soup. He followed willingly, eyes flicking around what had already been done. Nodding and keeping idle talk as it came up, the hunter worked on washing, peeling, and chopping produce that Deimos had brought back from the Greenhouse.
Noah helps make soup!
i'd fashioned my own cross
been crushed by its weight
there's no stronger message
than dirt in your face
been crushed by its weight
there's no stronger message
than dirt in your face
