DEIMOS
Another snort rallied through his nares and chest at the question – mostly because his apprehensions, trepidations, and caring for others consumed him frequently. “I do not believe I have ever tried.” There had been spaces, pockets of time, when he’d been surrounded by love and warmth and he’d held onto every moment of it; but the concerns had still been there. The movement and motivations towards resolution remained in his mind; incapable of truly ever leaving. Not after years upon years, lives upon lives, of calculating and orchestrating. “It felt foolish, with everything else going on.” And now even more so. A shrug of his shoulders, taking a few seeds in his hand, ignoring the pulpy string still clinging to them. “But it is worth striving for.” However, he wouldn’t be able to leave worlds behind either – never had. Not until he drove himself straight into demise, bones laid in caverns, and warped away by darkness.
The seeds in his palm were immediately set to a certain temperature, the fire blazing in short, infinitesimal amounts, before they became roasted – and he picked away the edges of the goop and flung it down towards its brethren. He offered a few to Seren before taking some of his own, contemplating the nuances while he chewed. “Pumpkin pancakes sound reasonable.” Another snort, a low chuckle, tilting his head as a list of foods rambled and ambled. “Or cookies. With chocolate chips.”
The seeds in his palm were immediately set to a certain temperature, the fire blazing in short, infinitesimal amounts, before they became roasted – and he picked away the edges of the goop and flung it down towards its brethren. He offered a few to Seren before taking some of his own, contemplating the nuances while he chewed. “Pumpkin pancakes sound reasonable.” Another snort, a low chuckle, tilting his head as a list of foods rambled and ambled. “Or cookies. With chocolate chips.”
i'm in the mood to dissolve in the sky
