It's taken a lifetime to lose my way
All the wasted time on my hands turns to sand
The echoes resounded and reverberated; Noah’s deep vocals, Sah’s following contributions. His head tilted, studying another layout of fallen debris, but after calculating the schematics in his mind, figured it wouldn’t be beneficial or useful. “Likewise,” he called back, listening as it bounded off the icy walls and caverns.
He followed another slight dip in the cave – rallying off to a section slightly to the right, and not very far from the entrance of the Fangs itself. There were the occasional outcroppings of vegetation, enough to give him pause to study the little plants, and some of the mushrooms he and Cordelia had sought before. “May have something,” he called out – figuring if the three of them could root around in this section, they might have better luck at finding a beneficial location.
He followed another slight dip in the cave – rallying off to a section slightly to the right, and not very far from the entrance of the Fangs itself. There were the occasional outcroppings of vegetation, enough to give him pause to study the little plants, and some of the mushrooms he and Cordelia had sought before. “May have something,” he called out – figuring if the three of them could root around in this section, they might have better luck at finding a beneficial location.
I'm fine in the fire
I feed on the friction
