DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
He declined the water with a shake of his head, narrowing his eyes at the cavern walls, then leaving the rest of it in peace. At the very least, he’d know where to come next time he required any of the objects, and began moving further into the cavern, placing more strides along the intervals, certain along one more bend was where it opened to a larger room. Belial followed thereafter, occasionally hooting back at Alys, likely to get her to trail after them. The tone indicated some notions of irritation, and while she probably couldn’t see his broad grin, he considered it a juvenile victory. Thoughts rotating and revolving back to days where he’d been in much of the same conundrum, he tilted his head vaguely. “Often it simply comes down to time and persistence.” Learning new things, experiencing haphazard wakes, gaining new opportunities to explore the vast potential of one’s incantations, and then snagging new foundations in between. Eventually turning his cranium back over his shoulder to glance her way, considerations continued. “How far can you extend it now?”
Unite and spread the heart apart
