DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
His head tilted faintly, a vague motion signaling nothing and something all at once; all those predacious factions waiting for whatever was to come. Despite the rare (one other time) occurrence in dealing with cards and their related factors, he had somehow anticipated that to be the end-all, be-all, presuming some circumstance would loom and then they could march forward with the day.
Which wasn’t to be done, given Alys’s next inquiry. His brow arched with her tone, because the Sword always had questions about the world. And though he could have designated hordes upon hordes in the seer’s direction, given the current circumstances around them, he also figured if the gods weren’t certain, than the fortune before them likely weren’t either.
Shaking his head then, his tone rumbled quickly thereafter. “A general reading would be fine.”
Which wasn’t to be done, given Alys’s next inquiry. His brow arched with her tone, because the Sword always had questions about the world. And though he could have designated hordes upon hordes in the seer’s direction, given the current circumstances around them, he also figured if the gods weren’t certain, than the fortune before them likely weren’t either.
Shaking his head then, his tone rumbled quickly thereafter. “A general reading would be fine.”
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
