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?
”Oh I’m the one being ungrateful huh?” Nate laughed, feeling a little bit bad for surprising the kid, even if he was a sassy little brat. He accepted the axe, weighing it in his hand for a moment before looking towards the tree that... honestly barely looked like it had been touched. ”You should just consider yourself lucky you got such a resourceful guy around.” An easy smile stayed glued to his lips, even as he stepped in closer to look over the tree.
”So... you can pick this tree, if you’re really set on it, but I wouldn’t recommend it. Look.” Nate reached out to poke at one of the deeper marks made, swiping his finger through an oozing bead of sap as he did. ”Unless you dry the wood, this will be all over you.” He straightened up then, only barely resisting the urge to wipe his hand on his shirt, and looked around. It only took him a moment to find what he was looking for, and he strode over to a different tree, a little wider than the first, with a white papery bark. ”Something like this doesn’t ooze as much. And the wood is a little softer, so it’ll be easier for you. As for the actual chopping.”
Nate gestured for Clem to back up, then demonstrated a few swings, exaggerating his gestures to make them easy to follow. Once he’d put a notch into the tree, he handed the axe back. ”Try it on the other side. Keep in mind that the tree will fall in the direction of the first notch made, so keep yourself clear of it.”
”So... you can pick this tree, if you’re really set on it, but I wouldn’t recommend it. Look.” Nate reached out to poke at one of the deeper marks made, swiping his finger through an oozing bead of sap as he did. ”Unless you dry the wood, this will be all over you.” He straightened up then, only barely resisting the urge to wipe his hand on his shirt, and looked around. It only took him a moment to find what he was looking for, and he strode over to a different tree, a little wider than the first, with a white papery bark. ”Something like this doesn’t ooze as much. And the wood is a little softer, so it’ll be easier for you. As for the actual chopping.”
Nate gestured for Clem to back up, then demonstrated a few swings, exaggerating his gestures to make them easy to follow. Once he’d put a notch into the tree, he handed the axe back. ”Try it on the other side. Keep in mind that the tree will fall in the direction of the first notch made, so keep yourself clear of it.”
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
