Noe
It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me
At teatime, everybody agrees
At teatime, everybody agrees
There certainly were dangerous things in Caido, now more so than ever, and Noe considered the courier’s words as she continued her work. Screwdriver in hand, she began to twist a screw into a particularly stubborn bit of wood, grumbling softly to herself as she tried to force the implement into place. ”I mean, when you put it like that…” She glanced over at Talyson. ”Sounds like you’ve seen a lot of shit. Have you ever thought about maybe… I dunno. Finding a different career path?”
For example, something that would allow him to stay in one place and out of the sights of so many dangerous creatures and people.
Still, that wasn’t really her concern, and she moved to drag a new post over and into place. Setting it just so, she grabbed a few more slats of wood and, replacing her screwdriver with a hammer, began to place them where they belonged.
For example, something that would allow him to stay in one place and out of the sights of so many dangerous creatures and people.
Still, that wasn’t really her concern, and she moved to drag a new post over and into place. Setting it just so, she grabbed a few more slats of wood and, replacing her screwdriver with a hammer, began to place them where they belonged.
I'll stare directly at the sun, but never in the mirror
It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero
It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero






