Sah
As Noah approached, Sah's brow furrowed. The tension in his friend's shoulders was obvious. But the Demi-god didn't mention the recent events and instead seemed focused on their task. Nodding, the Abandoned smiled softly, "I'm alright. A little tired. How are you?" He didn't get physically tired often, but the mental fatigue from the past few weeks was beginning to creep up on him.
The Wild Thunder glanced at the bag with a nod, "If we fill that, I imagine we'll have enough." Crouch down, Sah began to remove his shoes. It'd be possible to collect from the riverbank, but the cool water looked especially inviting today. Once he was done, he cuffed his pants and stepped into the rippling waves with a sigh. Where they were, the water only came up to mid-calf but felt wonderful.
The Wild Thunder glanced at the bag with a nod, "If we fill that, I imagine we'll have enough." Crouch down, Sah began to remove his shoes. It'd be possible to collect from the riverbank, but the cool water looked especially inviting today. Once he was done, he cuffed his pants and stepped into the rippling waves with a sigh. Where they were, the water only came up to mid-calf but felt wonderful.
My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare
-William Shakespeare
