when you're all alone and you think of home
places you may have been and who you know
somehow, it seems luck is on their side, and what started as a stupid, desperate idea works. The iceberg is a little tricky to manoeuvre, but it moves easily enough, drifting out towards the port, where there’s more boats and more options for people to flee, or stand their ground.
Nate shifts out of the orca form once they’ve reached relative safety, and clambers up onto dry land, moving immediately to help others off the ice and to direct people once again. He calls for any magic users that could help with the encroaching ash, to buy the whole crowd more time to get organized properly. If push comes to shove, again, he’s not unwilling to just take some abandoned magic either, though he’d rather avoid it.
Nate pushes the iceberg until it reaches the port, then resumes trying to keep people organized and calm
Nate shifts out of the orca form once they’ve reached relative safety, and clambers up onto dry land, moving immediately to help others off the ice and to direct people once again. He calls for any magic users that could help with the encroaching ash, to buy the whole crowd more time to get organized properly. If push comes to shove, again, he’s not unwilling to just take some abandoned magic either, though he’d rather avoid it.
Nate pushes the iceberg until it reaches the port, then resumes trying to keep people organized and calm
awaiting the hand of god knowing i stand to fall
i stared into the pitch black to no hand at all
NATE
