[ He is here!! At this pew,,, on the kneeler, hands clasped praying to a God he doesn't know exists or not. The thoughts are the prayers, asking for protection and guidance.
Then just... I can't even bury him home. Nahri can touch his shoulder or arm, though, which has him freeze for a moment. ]
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Then just... I can't even bury him home. Nahri can touch his shoulder or arm, though, which has him freeze for a moment. ]
Hey, Nahri.