the spyglass
I used to think that I was bold, I used to think love would be fun
"Well, I can't say that I have ever had the urge to be a giant snake. Is that a good enough excuse?" Finn asks, his brows furrowing with genuine confusion. He's unsure whether he's being chided for not trying the relic or chided for not wanting to. Either way, he's more interested in the creeping suspicion that he's going to be on his way to Halo before the sun has been up for even a day or two.
"I think I would channel Frey, in their nature aspect," he says, his voice softening as Cian turns towards him, as if they are having a real conversation at last, rather than something staged. "The Sea of Glass is a wild sort of place. I think Frey is likely more at home there than the other heralds..."
As for whether he would go alone, Finn shakes his head. "All the relics thus far have been preceded by great danger. And Halo is different to the Oerwoud. It has its own leadership, its own customs. I would likely start there. I am aware that Noah has his affiliations with the Citadel, so I might ask for his assistance in understanding that more."
"I think I would channel Frey, in their nature aspect," he says, his voice softening as Cian turns towards him, as if they are having a real conversation at last, rather than something staged. "The Sea of Glass is a wild sort of place. I think Frey is likely more at home there than the other heralds..."
As for whether he would go alone, Finn shakes his head. "All the relics thus far have been preceded by great danger. And Halo is different to the Oerwoud. It has its own leadership, its own customs. I would likely start there. I am aware that Noah has his affiliations with the Citadel, so I might ask for his assistance in understanding that more."
now all my stories have been told; except for one
