DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
It would’ve been somewhat amusing on his part to let it rise back from a certain grave, but the eventuality didn’t need to be extended, not when Kiada had already bested it. So as her arrow sunk in, the snow figure dissipated completely in a torrent of dramatic flakes, streamlined into the wind to curl and contort for a few seconds more. Snorting, he turned back to her, lifting his brow in its residual, usual facet of intrigue and curiosity, though he figured the response might align more towards Fox.
“Like what?” rumbled along, with his keen, fatherly gaze – though he could be simply presuming on the latter. Maybe she wanted to be part of the band of Ancients striving to the forefront of the Grounds, likely, gradually, making it their own.
“Like what?” rumbled along, with his keen, fatherly gaze – though he could be simply presuming on the latter. Maybe she wanted to be part of the band of Ancients striving to the forefront of the Grounds, likely, gradually, making it their own.
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
