- NATE -
there's a great unknown from you to me
& when your prayer's unheard and you don't believe
& when your prayer's unheard and you don't believe
“It’s not much.” Nate murmurs. It’s not thoughts of preparation that dance in his head, but thoughts of how little time he has left in the relative peace of his family. How much time before he has to steel himself against loss.
Practical she says, while describing the least practical thing Nate’s ever heard. “You mean... you’re just going to trap them?” He tries to keep his tone delicate, to not let his confusion, his disbelief leak into it, but he is a cracked pitcher; everything seeps out of him eventually. “You escaped after three hundred years. Won’t six of them figure it out in what... fifty?”
Licking his lips, Nate tries to word his next thought delicately, tries to make it sound like the curiosity it is, instead of a provocation. “Why not just... get rid of them?” This sont what he’d came here for, not to start, but it’s a line of questioning he can’t help.
Practical she says, while describing the least practical thing Nate’s ever heard. “You mean... you’re just going to trap them?” He tries to keep his tone delicate, to not let his confusion, his disbelief leak into it, but he is a cracked pitcher; everything seeps out of him eventually. “You escaped after three hundred years. Won’t six of them figure it out in what... fifty?”
Licking his lips, Nate tries to word his next thought delicately, tries to make it sound like the curiosity it is, instead of a provocation. “Why not just... get rid of them?” This sont what he’d came here for, not to start, but it’s a line of questioning he can’t help.
so put your faith in the devil and the deep blue sea
put your trust in the light that you cannot see
put your trust in the light that you cannot see
