The rocky terrain was genuinely fun!
Noah did not examine this feeling too closely, but it was there, running beneath his careful attention to the dark and the sounds of the Source Lands around them. He had not felt this kind of adversity for a long time. Not the managed adversity of THE Wandering Territories where he had arrived with THE Infinite Tongue and a Primus Apeiron form and proceeded to scatter several thousand Gilded Ones across Observable Existence.
Raw adversity! A mile of perception. No body. Hunger falling by the minute. Unknown creatures in the dark. Unknown creatures in the dark that could kill him if he was not paying attention, which was the kind of adversity that produced the kind of presence he had not felt in his mind since the early apocalypse years.
He was enjoying himself!
