spilling dust

DEIMOS

ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood

Echo sharks – luring, pulling, taking, coaxing, enticing. Similar to will-o-wisps in the Greatwood, to the Voice’s monsters, to all manner and matter of constituents and creatures within Caido that existed in some amount of terror. “Noted,” he ensured and measured, the lines on his journal filling in the gaps. Perhaps a future hunt too, if they became a true threat to the public. “After the war, Halo gained some others too.” His mind flickered to the frost foxes, far gentler than any fish alluring others to their deaths, and then more distinctions making impacts. “Like the man-sized spiders in the woods,” to which he shrugged, as if this was ordinary, everyday circumstances. “Seems like the guild will always be busy.”

watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same