Noah waded through the waterlogged streets of Torchline, his boots splashing in the murky mixture of rainwater and seawater that now consumed the once-vibrant port city. The waves from the starfall incident had unleashed its fury upon the coast, leaving destruction in its wake. Buildings stood partially submerged, their facades bearing the scars.
As Noah navigated through the flooded streets, he couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency. The city's residents, resilient but battered, were grappling with the aftermath of the disaster. His journey took him through narrow alleys and waterlogged marketplaces. The normally bustling harbor had transformed into a chaotic scene of floating debris and half-sunken ships.
Noah approached a group of locals gathered around a damaged building, discussing how to reinforce its weakened structure. With a nod and a silent agreement, he joined them. Together, they salvaged whatever materials they could find—wooden planks, discarded metal, and frayed ropes. Noah's strength and resourcefulness became valuable assets as they worked fortify the building against further damage.
As Noah navigated through the flooded streets, he couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency. The city's residents, resilient but battered, were grappling with the aftermath of the disaster. His journey took him through narrow alleys and waterlogged marketplaces. The normally bustling harbor had transformed into a chaotic scene of floating debris and half-sunken ships.
Noah approached a group of locals gathered around a damaged building, discussing how to reinforce its weakened structure. With a nod and a silent agreement, he joined them. Together, they salvaged whatever materials they could find—wooden planks, discarded metal, and frayed ropes. Noah's strength and resourcefulness became valuable assets as they worked fortify the building against further damage.
no one ever tells you that forever feels like home
sitting all alone inside your head
