DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
He dug inward, tracing away from the smaller seam, intending to find a larger one. The crackling proportions came away in his hands, pried off the walls as if they weren’t ancient and primordial themselves. A kinship then, with the elements and the fixtures laden in between, and he began examining, scouring, for the traversings of the materials needed. Not without minor distractions in conversations though, his eyes flickering briefly to Alys, and then back again, considering the right answer. Ru’s past and present were marked with triumph, but significant losses, all dotted, marred, and scarred with brutality and tragedy. And while he considered her family, he knew it wasn’t enough for the Valkyrie, despite his endless support. “She really needs lasting friendships. She has endured a lot,” and his grin faltered away slightly. “You can repay her in that way.” By simply being another confidante and comrade.
The question made him furrow his brow though, lost in thought. “Yes,” but he’d died and been buried in cavern walls, sunken in and lost to eternity, time, shadows, and whatever memories he, Kiada, and Hotaru still managed to carry around in their souls. “But it is gone now.” So all his melancholy didn’t much matter – there was no going back.
Unite and spread the heart apart
