Noah's eyes widened as he saw the woman. Her presence in the ever-shifting maze was unexpected, and he couldn't help but feel a mixture of surprise and relief. At least in this eerie place he wasn't alone. "Hello." He said, voice drumming with kindness. Without another word, he offered a friendly nod, acknowledging her presence in the maze and the shared sense of wonder and intrigue.
Drawing closer, Noah couldn't help but notice the fine details of Farrow's appearance—her disheveled braid, the small welt on her forehead, and the determination etched in her features. The rustling leaves of the hedge walls and the enigmatic melody in the air seemed to hold their breath, but the dripping sounds of the ceaseless rain continued in his ears and throughout the labyrinth. "I've heard this place is almost alive." Noah articulated, if only to start conversation between the two of them that clearly indicated he wasn't here to hurt her.
Drawing closer, Noah couldn't help but notice the fine details of Farrow's appearance—her disheveled braid, the small welt on her forehead, and the determination etched in her features. The rustling leaves of the hedge walls and the enigmatic melody in the air seemed to hold their breath, but the dripping sounds of the ceaseless rain continued in his ears and throughout the labyrinth. "I've heard this place is almost alive." Noah articulated, if only to start conversation between the two of them that clearly indicated he wasn't here to hurt her.
the forsaken
