There were several things quickly approaching Noah. A jittery anxiety quickened his steps as he moved from the home he shared with his very pregnant wife and the greenhouse nestled at the edge of the Citadel. He could navigate the streets without thinking after all this time, and that was a benefit to him because he was totally lost in his own head. He ran the list over and over again as he walked, making sure he had time to give each task the time that was necessary.
Finally making it to the greenhouse, Noah greeted some of the people who were doing the same as him. The keepers and gardeners had done so well this year in tending to the plants and herbs within the space that they had already made deliveries to each home, but with the future of the Olson house as it was, Noah knew they needed more.
He took his time and asked questions of what he could take, and he was more than happy to be elbow deep in the soil harvesting the potatoes he had been given free range to.
Finally making it to the greenhouse, Noah greeted some of the people who were doing the same as him. The keepers and gardeners had done so well this year in tending to the plants and herbs within the space that they had already made deliveries to each home, but with the future of the Olson house as it was, Noah knew they needed more.
He took his time and asked questions of what he could take, and he was more than happy to be elbow deep in the soil harvesting the potatoes he had been given free range to.
noah
the sentinel of the north
