Deimos
Had he known her innermost thoughts, Deimos would have negated the notions. His paths had been laden with pain, anguish, loss, defeat, and failure, riddled, turned, and twisted eventually with progress and mending; unavoidable, with the way Isilme and Helovia had plunged them all into myriads of miseries. Caido had been much the same, but he’d worked, healed, through each devastating, darkening blow, and while there’d been days where he’d hidden and suffered, he still wouldn’t deny the motions they waged, nor how they’d all mended and melded into these moments. Where they were, here and now. The lessons had been brutal and harsh, but survival was better, the happiness treasured, and the devotion unending. Perhaps they were braver for all of it too, to know and understand the weight of such terrors, and to try again and again and again anyway.
He snorted regardless, the pulse of her fingers persisted by his own, the seditious line to his jaw maneuvering further upwards at the mention of his contempt. Only since their latest argument did anything about his abhorrence of the fool come up, and it’d likely only erupted from Ru due to anger and hurt. There’d be no amount of convincing him anyway, not after Sunjata’s actions, and he’d likely never understand why so many others were quick to forgive and forget after the manipulations, lies, and war transgressions.
Still, the Sword listened, and probably only because it was Evie saying the words, rather than anyone else. “I often pretend he does not exist.” It’d been far easier when Hotaru hadn’t been involved with him. Perhaps, in his childish notions, there’d simply be far more targets in the barracks made in the form of the Flood. Forced to wonder if it could be successful though, the same mulish wrinkle to his nose countered, and a long, lingering sigh. “I do want her to be happy. Maybe this will be it.” Though, based on his tone and the shake of his head, he didn’t have high hopes.
Her certainty thereafter, that the Valkyrie had been content within the wild, vast world of Halo, did ease another entanglement of guilt and shame from his chest. Which was why he failed to fathom why she’d leave all of it for a man who’d up-ended her life before, but if she could take the strength her family and friends had extended, maybe the power and contentment would remain. “I told her there would always be a place for her here,” granting only a slight twitch of a smile, shoulders shrugging.
He snorted regardless, the pulse of her fingers persisted by his own, the seditious line to his jaw maneuvering further upwards at the mention of his contempt. Only since their latest argument did anything about his abhorrence of the fool come up, and it’d likely only erupted from Ru due to anger and hurt. There’d be no amount of convincing him anyway, not after Sunjata’s actions, and he’d likely never understand why so many others were quick to forgive and forget after the manipulations, lies, and war transgressions.
Still, the Sword listened, and probably only because it was Evie saying the words, rather than anyone else. “I often pretend he does not exist.” It’d been far easier when Hotaru hadn’t been involved with him. Perhaps, in his childish notions, there’d simply be far more targets in the barracks made in the form of the Flood. Forced to wonder if it could be successful though, the same mulish wrinkle to his nose countered, and a long, lingering sigh. “I do want her to be happy. Maybe this will be it.” Though, based on his tone and the shake of his head, he didn’t have high hopes.
Her certainty thereafter, that the Valkyrie had been content within the wild, vast world of Halo, did ease another entanglement of guilt and shame from his chest. Which was why he failed to fathom why she’d leave all of it for a man who’d up-ended her life before, but if she could take the strength her family and friends had extended, maybe the power and contentment would remain. “I told her there would always be a place for her here,” granting only a slight twitch of a smile, shoulders shrugging.
what does it mean to look upon a ruin
we are boneless. we are boiling hot blood.
we are boneless. we are boiling hot blood.
