NATE
Who could ask to be unbroken
or be brave again?
or be brave again?
Or honey hope even on this side
of the grave again?
of the grave again?
There are some weird side effects that come from being back in the Hollowed Grounds. Nate finds himself taking more walks, for one. After two and half or so weeks of walking, he finds it’s a little hard to get out of the habit. And it’s not like he really gets tired, so why not spend his nights walking? At least a few of them. The other weird side effect is the urge to only walk in places with a lot of trees. Something about the desolation of the tundra had stuck with him.
Trees at night didn’t usually mean people though, something he’d been comfortable with. So when the dull clunking noise rings out through the trees, it makes him pause a moment. Then, without much thought, he follows it. What’s the worst that could happen to him at this point anyway? If it was a person he could talk his way out of anything, and if it wasn’t then... we’ll he’d figure it out.
As it turns out though, the person responsible for the dull thudding is a person. A familiar one! The boy he’d helped with his whittling skills, a season and a race ago. Nate watches him struggle for a moment, smile playing on his face, then steps out of the trees with a smile. ”Looks like you could use a hand there. Am I going to need to teach you to use every kind of tool you touch?” He called, teasing the kid gently.
Trees at night didn’t usually mean people though, something he’d been comfortable with. So when the dull clunking noise rings out through the trees, it makes him pause a moment. Then, without much thought, he follows it. What’s the worst that could happen to him at this point anyway? If it was a person he could talk his way out of anything, and if it wasn’t then... we’ll he’d figure it out.
As it turns out though, the person responsible for the dull thudding is a person. A familiar one! The boy he’d helped with his whittling skills, a season and a race ago. Nate watches him struggle for a moment, smile playing on his face, then steps out of the trees with a smile. ”Looks like you could use a hand there. Am I going to need to teach you to use every kind of tool you touch?” He called, teasing the kid gently.
And who could ask it to be sound
or to feel saved again?
or to feel saved again?
But stick around until you hear
that music play again
that music play again
