To be able to help this land to the standard that would please his irate god, Noah needed to know it. Kissing his twins each and his wife goodbye, Noah headed out. By the time he reached the Levinsward the sun was midway into the sky, and Noah snacked on a spear of bread Cordelia had sent him away with. He kept his eyes open and searching, trying to draw in as much information as he could. He had gone through some of this area before with Fox, but it looked so different now with a dusting of snow and frost clinging to each blade of grass.
Despite the winter weather, Noah's stomach churned with the way the hair on the back of his neck stood on end as he edged the broad, rolling grassland. Glacier eyes moved to the sky, the dark clouds indicative of something far more sinister than the falling of snow Noah was all-too used to. Releasing a slow, puffed breath, Noah took the notebook from his pocket and began to scratch notes, ideas on how he could give life to this land.
Despite the winter weather, Noah's stomach churned with the way the hair on the back of his neck stood on end as he edged the broad, rolling grassland. Glacier eyes moved to the sky, the dark clouds indicative of something far more sinister than the falling of snow Noah was all-too used to. Releasing a slow, puffed breath, Noah took the notebook from his pocket and began to scratch notes, ideas on how he could give life to this land.
the forsaken
before we falter again wake to this night
