Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
While practice didn’t always make perfect, it certainly aided and guided, left more interpretations, opportunities, and applications for a better set of motions and movements in the future. Basic could become upgraded, and upgraded could become mastered, in a series of cycles and revolutions, time and fluidity; and if they weren’t to sharpen their skills now, then maybe they’d be back, flickering and following the same leads day after day. He watched as the water manifested – bubbles and spirals, orbs maneuvering slowly, tracing over foundational efforts. “Those will come with time too,” and he nodded towards the Abandoned, half a smile tucked along his mouth.
Pausing and considering, given the opportunities present, he jutted his jaw towards a line of effigies near the wall. “Do you mind if I tried something? Your lightning will come in handy for it.”
