Noah
Losing track of time, the other side of midnight
Don't know how it hit us so hard
Don't know how it hit us so hard
Noah nodded in acknowledgement. He had never died before, but he could imagine that going back to a place where you felt the most hurt in your life was not enjoyable — the closest he had was that he had not gone back to the Draig since the war, and it wasn’t because of the dragons. He still couldn’t understand how Remi and Ronin had lived there for a time afterwards. Even though they stood as victors in the war, the experience of it was still traumatic and Noah had no desire to seek it out again.
But here they were, probably on the heels of an even greater conflict than before.
He hoped it would not last another several hundred years, given that he now could potentially see that as a lifetime.
”Who would have thought that searching for a little flower could be so hard.” He said, trying to bring a lightness to his tone intended to wash away the darkness of his own reflections. He offered her a half-smirk even, as he moved across slick boulders to move his search to a different side of the pool. He used all of the balance and dexterity he had, but sometimes none of that was enough, and with the wrong placement his foot suddenly slipped out from under him and he went crashing towards the water. He was not able to catch himself, and wasn’t dressed to stay wet or even enjoy the springs. ”ah, shit.” He murmured. ”Good luck, Kiada.” He said before giving her a nod and then teleporting from the springs.
FIN
But here they were, probably on the heels of an even greater conflict than before.
He hoped it would not last another several hundred years, given that he now could potentially see that as a lifetime.
”Who would have thought that searching for a little flower could be so hard.” He said, trying to bring a lightness to his tone intended to wash away the darkness of his own reflections. He offered her a half-smirk even, as he moved across slick boulders to move his search to a different side of the pool. He used all of the balance and dexterity he had, but sometimes none of that was enough, and with the wrong placement his foot suddenly slipped out from under him and he went crashing towards the water. He was not able to catch himself, and wasn’t dressed to stay wet or even enjoy the springs. ”ah, shit.” He murmured. ”Good luck, Kiada.” He said before giving her a nod and then teleporting from the springs.
FIN
Something 'bout the way you're pausing all the chaos
