the devil you know is better than the ghost you don't
The world was so different. Everything was changing -- it was not just the Grounds, nor Halo. It was bigger than each of the territories. It was obvious, with the ability for each of them to explore deeper into the world of Caido than ever before. Noah knew that something was looming, a darkening over their horizons, and it made him uneasy. But his right answers were to do the next right thing, and right now that was helping Wessex clean up this makeshift destruction of a house.
The hunter took in a deep breath, as Wessex moved on and explained what the house had been. Taking a look around, Noah continued to help pick it up. Splintered fractures of wood covered the ground and he gathered it by the armful, taking it to one end and placing it all in a pile. "Do you have plans for what it will be next?" Noah asked, genuinely curious about it.
What he really wanted to know was what her next plans were for the Grounds and its people, but he wasn't sure how to ask that.
so I sit and the scan the frequencies, watch the falling snow
Noah Olson
