It's too much to bear my darlin', the weight of the world
And I would carry it for you
Noah picked up the wayward arrow and held it between two fingers. Then he crossed back towards the target his son worked on. Helping him by holding the target steady, Noah lifted his brows some. ”Hmm. Probably Evie, since she is running most of the lessons with the last headmistress moving away to King’s End. Hotaru, remember?” He said, both mages flashing vividly in his mind.
Once all of the arrows were out of the target, Noah walked with his son back to the ground quiver. Taking it up, he held it out for the youngling to fill. ”Does it make you nervous to think about an assessment?” He asked, grabbing up the small bow his son had used in his drills.
Once all of the arrows were out of the target, Noah walked with his son back to the ground quiver. Taking it up, he held it out for the youngling to fill. ”Does it make you nervous to think about an assessment?” He asked, grabbing up the small bow his son had used in his drills.
