We've been shown how not to live by gracious kings of old
With Vi's given tasks weighing heavy on Noah's shoulders, the hunter could feel the pit within his stomach roil. The black tar bubbled and boiled, each popping bubble burning his insides. Every step was heavy and caused the great blackness to surge and burst, threatening to drown him from the inside out. There was no ignoring it.
So, he left early. He traveled all day. He set his eyes to this place, to commit every turn and each blade of grass to memory even as the telltale signs of winter crept in. He stopped every so often and ignited his celestial dome, trying to imbue the lands with the healing power of Vi. This land is my ally he told himself over and over and over again, until his hands were quaking and he found himself standing alone at the edge of the Outer Isles, staring at an empty bone bridge as the sun began to set.
He couldn't stay here, yet he couldn't travel any more. The compass burned in his pocket, but he did not thumb it. Instead, he went through different fighting positions he had practiced for years under the careful instruction of the Resurrected Sword.
So, he left early. He traveled all day. He set his eyes to this place, to commit every turn and each blade of grass to memory even as the telltale signs of winter crept in. He stopped every so often and ignited his celestial dome, trying to imbue the lands with the healing power of Vi. This land is my ally he told himself over and over and over again, until his hands were quaking and he found himself standing alone at the edge of the Outer Isles, staring at an empty bone bridge as the sun began to set.
He couldn't stay here, yet he couldn't travel any more. The compass burned in his pocket, but he did not thumb it. Instead, he went through different fighting positions he had practiced for years under the careful instruction of the Resurrected Sword.
NOAH
