DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
The brow remained firmly arched, and the smirk still embedded there, as she gave her answer – though his eyes widened slightly, perhaps mildly surprised by the name given. “Ah. I have met him. He joined the Monster Hunters Guild.” Seemed like a nice, decent fellow – though he didn’t know much else about the Grounder, save for he and Kiada’s similar stories from times of Ascended, and alterations into Ancients. That they would have some familiarity with one another, given the circumstances, didn’t surprise him.
Long strides swept along the pathway of the bridge, and the subject matter changed again into herald aspects, and since this was been amidst the many iterations of telling the tale, though without a large crowd, he did offer a long sigh. It filtered and flickered away into warm puffs of air before dissipating, and the monolith shook his head. “Safrin came to Ronin and I in a dream before Leafchange started. Said she would be leaving Caido, to try and prevent some impending threat.”
Long strides swept along the pathway of the bridge, and the subject matter changed again into herald aspects, and since this was been amidst the many iterations of telling the tale, though without a large crowd, he did offer a long sigh. It filtered and flickered away into warm puffs of air before dissipating, and the monolith shook his head. “Safrin came to Ronin and I in a dream before Leafchange started. Said she would be leaving Caido, to try and prevent some impending threat.”
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
