so you say you want a deathbed scene, the knowledge that comes
before knowledge
before knowledge
and you want it dirty
It was a good thing neither of the ascended he was with possessed Wessex’s almost mind reading, because Nate internal monologue changed quick. The slab of stone was heavy, even between three of them, and while he was sure enough with his share of the weight, he could see Amun nearly buckle, and if one of them went, they all went. They got it there in one piece though, and with a huff he leaned back, surveying their handiwork.
”Not a bad job boys.” He complimented the group, then glanced towards Amun, considering the others suggestion. Nate wanted to leave it, he really did, but he found himself stepping back toward the wall they’d been mining from instead, taking the scraps and fitting them in to better support the stone legs. It would probably hold by itself, but this made it more sure.
”Not a bad job boys.” He complimented the group, then glanced towards Amun, considering the others suggestion. Nate wanted to leave it, he really did, but he found himself stepping back toward the wall they’d been mining from instead, taking the scraps and fitting them in to better support the stone legs. It would probably hold by itself, but this made it more sure.
and no one can figure out what you want
and you won’t tell them
NATE
