He didn’t give her much else but a firm nod and a muttered goodbye before he was fully off. He didn’t stop at a skyboat, either. Just turned into the wind, coat snapping at his sides, boots grinding against the stone as he walked. The weight in his shoulders lightened with each step—subtle, but there. He’d waited long enough. The trade could happen later. Maybe. Or not at all.
Stormbreak shimmered behind him, bright and unholy in all the ways that made his skin crawl.
Noah glanced up once, toward the tower spires slicing the sky, then tucked his chin down and walked faster. Halo called like a pulse in his bones.
Time to go home. With a thumb to his compass, Noah disappeared.
Fin
Stormbreak shimmered behind him, bright and unholy in all the ways that made his skin crawl.
Noah glanced up once, toward the tower spires slicing the sky, then tucked his chin down and walked faster. Halo called like a pulse in his bones.
Time to go home. With a thumb to his compass, Noah disappeared.
Fin
no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
sitting all alone inside your head
