DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
His eyes glanced once more at the intriguing well with its seemingly infinite end – before listening to the cleric’s speech. It was about time for him to be heading home as well, either by wings or skyport, back to mountains and summits and everything else they were striving for. “No. I will leave you to the Grounds. Take care,” with a hint of a smile, pondering of things to come. There were more options around the bend too – and he’d make due on his promises. With a wave extended to Darkeye, the Sword began his journey towards Halo, presuming the older man would be doing the same towards his own land.
{FIN}
{FIN}
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
