DEIMOS
Deimos nodded at the other consternations; enough to be appeased for the moment. They would need to wait and hear results on pending circumstances regarding the Refuge, and so the only thing left was Noah’s wild expositions. His gaze left the stones and walls and presided entirely on her as she began to read, watching her facial expressions alter and change under the sway of words, potent layers, and another disastrous round of politics brought on by foolishness. He held another breath as she began to churn, hands taking hold of the papers, and if her companion hadn’t occupied her palm, he would’ve strived – because there were several circumstances in the frustrating cataclysm, and he’d already rendered his moments of confusion, bewilderment, and irritation.
In any other time he might have been raptured by her fire, but in these smoldering infernos, he simply understood it – glance falling to the snow for a moment as he recalled the entire instance. “I cannot speak for him, but I wonder if it comes from the shame of his curse.” Unfortunately, that was up to the Forsaken, and the Forsaken alone, and shouldn’t have been rendered by any regional sovereign. “He did not tell Danta about the Vi situation.” At all; either that he was to be abiding by the deity’s direction, or what had happened in the aftermath. “Seemed to believe that since he was no longer part of the council, none of this mattered.” Which, of course, had been the exact opposite.
Another sigh impacted the course of his chest, and he looked back to the parchments in his grasp. “I spoke to him at length about how he represents Halo, how it did not excuse him from accountability or responsibility, and that we could not harass other leaders into committing certain actions.” His lips pressed into a frown, no amount of humor as his stare went back to hers. “He was not happy with me – we have not spoken since.”
In any other time he might have been raptured by her fire, but in these smoldering infernos, he simply understood it – glance falling to the snow for a moment as he recalled the entire instance. “I cannot speak for him, but I wonder if it comes from the shame of his curse.” Unfortunately, that was up to the Forsaken, and the Forsaken alone, and shouldn’t have been rendered by any regional sovereign. “He did not tell Danta about the Vi situation.” At all; either that he was to be abiding by the deity’s direction, or what had happened in the aftermath. “Seemed to believe that since he was no longer part of the council, none of this mattered.” Which, of course, had been the exact opposite.
Another sigh impacted the course of his chest, and he looked back to the parchments in his grasp. “I spoke to him at length about how he represents Halo, how it did not excuse him from accountability or responsibility, and that we could not harass other leaders into committing certain actions.” His lips pressed into a frown, no amount of humor as his stare went back to hers. “He was not happy with me – we have not spoken since.”
think about this
you have the ability to survive anything
you have the ability to survive anything
