”The rain has proved troublesome. It’s really tough, actually. The flooding has been detrimental to a lot of roadways and some of the bone bridges have even been taken out.” Noah gestured vaguely around him, at all the rain that continued to fall as they spoke at the edge of the water. ”It’s so different from what they usually experience here.” He regarded, the they falling out of his mouth on pure habit. He was still a Halovian, after all, no matter where Vi put him.
”I’m going to call on Vi here soon, and thankfully he will have some answers as to what is happening in the world. How is Torchline?” Noah asked, crouching before the merking, despite the rain. He had grown used to it now.
”I’m going to call on Vi here soon, and thankfully he will have some answers as to what is happening in the world. How is Torchline?” Noah asked, crouching before the merking, despite the rain. He had grown used to it now.
the forsaken
