NEARLY A WHOLE DAY. That's how far away he was from the village, and even further way from his home.
Home. He almost laughed at the word.
Home is a place where many could always go to seek refuge and comfort. The home that he remembers, he could never go back there, it was the reason he left home in the first place. But what would you call a man without a home? Homeless or a drifter, he didn't know.
Or did he now have one. At Gabriel's palace, but was that his home? Could he call that a home? It never felt like a home, especially since Gabriel doesn't really trust him.
Grayson and Aeolus hadn't stopped, not for a minute. His shoulder was beginning to ache from the weight of Noah, at first it was fine but now, the longer they journeyed their way back 'home' his weight was more noticeable but he couldn't complain, and he defiantly couldn't stop.
