when so many have died
Cloth waved around him for a moment, a mirage of man and nothing, before with little pomp and circumstance the cloak settled around him again. This time, it covered every part of him. Noah sat up, unseen by any, and held the bone close to his chest. Noah frowned as he sat in the wet sand, holding his broken trophy, tucked all away inside his invisibility cloak for no one else to see.
Noah pouts with his bone under his invisibility cloak.
wait for it
