#nil x aloy
A Knife That Binds chaptered fic, Nil POV
It’s been months since he’s seen her, but when Aloy’s path aligns with his once more, Nil finds his world turned on its axis yet again.
This fic follows the canon events of the Gauntlet Runs in Horizon: Forbidden West (spoilers included) from Nil’s POV! It will also spill into the post-Gauntlet Run events of the first fic in this series, A Race That Can’t Be Won. Many thanks as always to @kittleskittle for being my enabler and partner in Niloy crime! And a special shoutout to the new Niloys on our Horizon server, y'all are wonderful and I adore having you around and causing chaos.
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The sun beat down on them, hot and fierce as it burned in the desert sands that whipped up at the slightest wind. For all that it was worshiped so devoutly in his homeland, Nil felt that the sun tormented this land even more.
Although, he acknowledged, his perception may be slightly altered by the masked helmet he wore on a perpetual basis now.
From where he stood in the corral, surrounded by machines that once would have joyfully wielded their metal hooves to grind his blood and bones into the sand, his gaze wandered to the source of the cries filling the air. The mask was necessary. A physical cage that set his soul free to race through sand and snow alongside the children of those he had once faced on the other side of his sword.
