Noah
if there's a reason I'm still alive
when so many have died
when so many have died
After Noah delivered his speech, another stepped up to the plate. It was a face that was familiar to Noah in a way that a dream -- or nightmare -- from your childhood is familiar. You can't quite place all the pieces and the details, but you know of it. The Sentinel watched with a steady, stoic gaze. He did not narrow his eyes or feather his jaw. If the people wanted to vote this man in with Morgan's ideals, Noah would deal with that in a different manner later.
After his speech, the ice was passed out, returned, and counted. The crowd shifted and murmured during the count, until finally the elder lifted his head. From his white beard he declared Noah the Warden of Halo.
Relief flooded his chest, and he turned to Theo to reach his hand to the familiar-stranger. Turning back to the crowd, Noah let his voice ring out over them again. "Let's return Halo to glory!"
then I'm willing to
wait for it
wait for it
