DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
The arch of his brow prevailed, perhaps in a semi-permanent state, the more the conversation continued. His hand extended towards the chairs, a subtle and silent invitation for the other ruler to sit, while he listened to the explanations given. “Of course,” came first, in regards to Evie, before tilting his head, machinations and calculations already beginning the toil of their reflections as Hadama persisted.
The Sea of Glass to pray, Safrin granting legs…to come speak with him. The Sword hadn’t seen her since she’d returned, wounded and nearly intangible, since warnings were pressed into his and Ronin’s minds and dreams, and while he’d been paying tribute by shrine offerings, he certainly had no intention of bothering her while she healed and mended. Perhaps she was already doing better, given the current circumstances. “I can,” because he held no shame in his loyalty to the goddess. “May I ask why?” From the little he knew about the Tidebreaker, and from previous slumber intricacies, he’d been somewhat part of Safrin’s fold – enough to gather after the war, and Torchline itself remained devoted.
The Sea of Glass to pray, Safrin granting legs…to come speak with him. The Sword hadn’t seen her since she’d returned, wounded and nearly intangible, since warnings were pressed into his and Ronin’s minds and dreams, and while he’d been paying tribute by shrine offerings, he certainly had no intention of bothering her while she healed and mended. Perhaps she was already doing better, given the current circumstances. “I can,” because he held no shame in his loyalty to the goddess. “May I ask why?” From the little he knew about the Tidebreaker, and from previous slumber intricacies, he’d been somewhat part of Safrin’s fold – enough to gather after the war, and Torchline itself remained devoted.
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
