and anyone who knows our name says that we ain't ever gonna change
they say we're born to die young, but we're trying to find a better way
they say we're born to die young, but we're trying to find a better way
All Nate can manage is a nod in response to the words. The Cathedral is a place difficult to find; if he had to he doesn’t think he’d be able to retrace the route, except through stubbornness and determination. Though, even if he did remember, would he lead another? Would he tell Saiden the way? No, it’s a secret to be guarded, Nate’s lips sealing instead of offering help, not that it mattered.
Have someone bring it back? Well they had tried that, hadn’t they? Brought back the water, the poison water, and there’s the beginning of that thought again, Nate’s mind chasing it round and round, a dog reaching for its tail without ever touching it. ”I’ll see you again.” He calls at the Hali’s retreating back, eye following until it can’t anymore, Nate planning on staying exactly where he was, until the tide crept too close for comfort.
Fin
Have someone bring it back? Well they had tried that, hadn’t they? Brought back the water, the poison water, and there’s the beginning of that thought again, Nate’s mind chasing it round and round, a dog reaching for its tail without ever touching it. ”I’ll see you again.” He calls at the Hali’s retreating back, eye following until it can’t anymore, Nate planning on staying exactly where he was, until the tide crept too close for comfort.
Fin
NATE
