DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
Considering the number of times he’d experienced trauma, the Sword could be more than patient. While the form certainly helped, he probably would’ve remained wholly silent regardless, listening to the wake of information rise and fall amidst the shock and horrors. Because it seemed as though there were more to come, from many angles.
He listened at Alys’s insistence, nodding to indicate he’d heard – but then his attention was on the form Belial hovered above. It was motionless, silent, unstirring, floating along the rivulets stirred across the sudden lake. The dread and trepidation plummeted through his form again, and the realization sat into his soul like a stone, hovering deeper and deeper in the well of consternation. Deimos went towards it anyway, because there were ways to honor their dead, then by simply allowing them to remain washed up and gone.
The other hunter, despite the shock and residual aches, shivered, but most have considered the worth of his existence then and there. ”I can help with this one,”, he offered to Alys, leaning out to snag at damp clothing.
He listened at Alys’s insistence, nodding to indicate he’d heard – but then his attention was on the form Belial hovered above. It was motionless, silent, unstirring, floating along the rivulets stirred across the sudden lake. The dread and trepidation plummeted through his form again, and the realization sat into his soul like a stone, hovering deeper and deeper in the well of consternation. Deimos went towards it anyway, because there were ways to honor their dead, then by simply allowing them to remain washed up and gone.
The other hunter, despite the shock and residual aches, shivered, but most have considered the worth of his existence then and there. ”I can help with this one,”, he offered to Alys, leaning out to snag at damp clothing.
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
