The Ark of Noah

Previously

…“It is here, Father,” Shem said, his voice barely audible above the storm’s fury. “The beginning.” Noah nodded, his gaze unwavering. He felt the ark groan again, a deep, resonant sound that seemed to vibrate through his entire being. It was more than just wood and pitch; it was their sanctuary, their hope, their testament to faith. He thought of Naamah, her quiet strength a constant anchor, and his sons, their futures now entrusted to this floating haven. He thought of the countless creatures within these walls, each a precious spark of life, a reminder of the world that was, and the world that would be. “God’s hand is upon us, my son,” Noah replied