[DROP] Maybe I will change

NATE

Who could ask to be unbroken
or be brave again?

Or honey hope even on this side
of the grave again?

There was no point in being at a beach if he didn’t get to enjoy it in the day, as far as Nate was concerned. The longer he spent in Torchline, the more he threw caution to the wind, venturing out earlier, staying out later. This was his most daring venture yet, despite the black cloak he was wrapped in. A far but necessary cry from his usual style.

It was good luck he’d chosen today to explore too, judging by the sound that echoes over the sands, the crowd already gathered. Bright eyes roam over those already in attendance before he sidles closer to Maea and Amun, giving Sam, his dumb outfit, and those he’s standing near a wide berth.

And who could ask it to be sound
or to feel saved again?

But stick around until you hear
that music play again