DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Content with steering the direction of the conversation far and away from the Flood, he pondered over the inquiry. It was partially difficult to surmise notions about Stormbreak, given the parameters and perimeters they’d once merited wholeheartedly against Abandoned, the assaults of the Ascended upon their stony fixtures, and then the alterations and changes they’d pledged to make. “They have a long history,” which Alys would know more far than he, given the state of Naturals and Outlanders. “Mostly of prejudice and discrimination. I do not think it did them any favors leading up to the war.”
He shrugged his shoulders, pondering over the rest of the circumstances thereafter. “But they also have young leadership now, who seems to be seeking to remedy those wrongs.” And in the process, stumble, discover, and volley their way through. “With much to learn.” At least in the ways of politics, or life in general, as he’d saved Sohalia from one monster, and he was certain that probably wasn’t the last one she’d run into. Pausing, he tilted his head back in her direction. “What do you think of them?”
He shrugged his shoulders, pondering over the rest of the circumstances thereafter. “But they also have young leadership now, who seems to be seeking to remedy those wrongs.” And in the process, stumble, discover, and volley their way through. “With much to learn.” At least in the ways of politics, or life in general, as he’d saved Sohalia from one monster, and he was certain that probably wasn’t the last one she’d run into. Pausing, he tilted his head back in her direction. “What do you think of them?”
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
