some nights feel like every night
All of that makes sense, and Falke nods as he writes, pausing only at the end to consider his thoughts.
“I’m not surprised it retaliated, in all honesty. Perhaps a built-in fail safe The Voice places when they’re constructed. Maybe they’ve been destroyed before, in the first war.” And now he wonders if lightning is the only kind of resistance they might encounter, if now that they know what to expect (in theory), it might be able to be done again.
“I assume LongNight was what made it possible?” he ventures. “It seems the Voice follows the rest of the Old Gods in being unable to be present…” And what that means for future ventures. A thought quickly comes to him. “How did Remi tear it apart? And how were you protected?” Laughing, Falke holds up a finger. “And then I think I’m done, I promise.”
“I’m not surprised it retaliated, in all honesty. Perhaps a built-in fail safe The Voice places when they’re constructed. Maybe they’ve been destroyed before, in the first war.” And now he wonders if lightning is the only kind of resistance they might encounter, if now that they know what to expect (in theory), it might be able to be done again.
“I assume LongNight was what made it possible?” he ventures. “It seems the Voice follows the rest of the Old Gods in being unable to be present…” And what that means for future ventures. A thought quickly comes to him. “How did Remi tear it apart? And how were you protected?” Laughing, Falke holds up a finger. “And then I think I’m done, I promise.”
this one feels brand new
got good things on my mind when I'm with you
FALKE
