Once Deimos was assured Evie was safe, content, and healthy (and somewhat watched over by companions alike), he’d begun his short rounds towards family, outlining surprises but not granting any over written word. It would ruin the notions of seeing shocked, surprised, or enthralled faces. Besides, by Ru’s vague terms, there seemed to be other things underlying in her wake.
He’d flown from mountains to King’s End, over multitudes of snowy squalls and long, illustrious fields, to portions built up since Sunjata’s reign. The Sword wouldn’t admit to any growth from the Flood, not without some notion of a wrinkled nose and petty disregard, but his narrowed eyes took in the floating stalls as he breezed over, pondering over the circumstances, and the ghosts, the wraiths, the specters, skimming along their routes and roots too. Even here, there was no escape from the slips of the veil.
Thereafter, he landed, shifting from massive thunderbird to rugged man a fair distance away, striving not to alarm anyone nearby. From those moments on, he glanced at passersby, intending to spot Ru amidst and amongst the small crowd formed nearby.
He’d flown from mountains to King’s End, over multitudes of snowy squalls and long, illustrious fields, to portions built up since Sunjata’s reign. The Sword wouldn’t admit to any growth from the Flood, not without some notion of a wrinkled nose and petty disregard, but his narrowed eyes took in the floating stalls as he breezed over, pondering over the circumstances, and the ghosts, the wraiths, the specters, skimming along their routes and roots too. Even here, there was no escape from the slips of the veil.
Thereafter, he landed, shifting from massive thunderbird to rugged man a fair distance away, striving not to alarm anyone nearby. From those moments on, he glanced at passersby, intending to spot Ru amidst and amongst the small crowd formed nearby.
deimos
Never let them drain the river of your soul
