when you're all alone and you think of home
places you may have been and who you know
Morning usually meant a winding down for Nate, the sun the only bad thing about spending time in the tropical paradise. He knew what volcanoes were, though he'd never seen one, never felt the fury and the heat of the earth. It was terrifying, the first time he'd felt small, in danger since he'd ascended. The first time he'd felt like everyone else.
Nate threw his cloak over himself and rushed out the door, braving the sun in the hopes he could help someone else. At least he'd just come from Halo, had access to some magic and some shifts to hopefully help more than he could with just what he had. It was power he would hold onto for as long as he could though, his voice ringing out as he tried to direct people towards the beaches, away from the encroaching danger.
Nate tries to direct people immediately around him to safety. He has access to Loren's magic but is holding onto it for the time being.
Nate threw his cloak over himself and rushed out the door, braving the sun in the hopes he could help someone else. At least he'd just come from Halo, had access to some magic and some shifts to hopefully help more than he could with just what he had. It was power he would hold onto for as long as he could though, his voice ringing out as he tried to direct people towards the beaches, away from the encroaching danger.
Nate tries to direct people immediately around him to safety. He has access to Loren's magic but is holding onto it for the time being.
awaiting the hand of god knowing i stand to fall
i stared into the pitch black to no hand at all
NATE
