DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
He could only shrug and nod at the notion; one would hope they’d find something other than irritation with the Dragoons. “Think they let people borrow from other regions?” Another jest; the jocular note of his rumbling depths adding onto the miniature snow tower he’d been constructing. Belial stared at it from nearby, perhaps wondering if he could torpedo and lunge his way through.
He hadn’t considered Alys to be one of histories, but all the other notions together made sense, especially when it came to her work. “Does it aid in your readings?” For he’d never quite understood the clarity of any card-manifestations himself – even when Mildew had long ago concocted the same gestures. It’d had all worked out in some facets, but he never relied upon semblances of fate or destiny either; a man with much preference towards carving out his own lots in life.
He hadn’t considered Alys to be one of histories, but all the other notions together made sense, especially when it came to her work. “Does it aid in your readings?” For he’d never quite understood the clarity of any card-manifestations himself – even when Mildew had long ago concocted the same gestures. It’d had all worked out in some facets, but he never relied upon semblances of fate or destiny either; a man with much preference towards carving out his own lots in life.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
