I carried my own ashes to the mountains
His mind reflected back to words on parchment, Cordelia’s writing fluttering and flickering along as they reverberated ideas back and forth. “If the Hollowed Grounds ordered Wessex to go after Halo, or if it was of her own volition.” He paused, eyes narrowing briefly on a spinning leaf caught along the mud, intertwined with the wind, before it was freed from the same clutches. “And if Halo was to expect any other attacks.” No interrogation, no threats, but raw and real feelings based on people who’d been forced out of their home, who’d watched citizens of another land come and bombard theirs because one woman had craved power, and was willing to launch upon her own to snag at it again.
As for the Greatwood, Deimos gave a massive snort. It could’ve been a laugh. “I have already been told the Greatwood would have no part in it.” Courtesy of Remi – even though the Sword would never have asked. “If there is no benefit to them in all of this, I can see why they would not bother.” Save for another land united under the Old Gods’ power and dominion.
Without Sah’s input on the LongNight monster, nor Morgan’s interests, he let the topic fade. But kept it, as always, tucked in the corners and webs of his calculating ventures.
As for the Greatwood, Deimos gave a massive snort. It could’ve been a laugh. “I have already been told the Greatwood would have no part in it.” Courtesy of Remi – even though the Sword would never have asked. “If there is no benefit to them in all of this, I can see why they would not bother.” Save for another land united under the Old Gods’ power and dominion.
Without Sah’s input on the LongNight monster, nor Morgan’s interests, he let the topic fade. But kept it, as always, tucked in the corners and webs of his calculating ventures.
DEIMOS
