DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
The Sword had never held any intention in bothering or applying himself to the Big Gods; uncertain what or how to appeal, nor believing himself worthy of such regard anyway. But times were measured and distinct now, precious and not guaranteed, and with potential maelstroms brewing overhead, they had better be safe than sorry. With Halo constructed and ornamented well with protection, shelter, and sanctity, their machinations had turned towards curative methods.
Unfurling another breath, and hoping all of this worked, he followed suit with Evie across towards the Sea of Glass, hoping Rae would not mind the alteration in temperature. Tucked into his furs, he retrieved offerings to be placed alongside Evie’s – pairings of apples and berries from Halo’s greenhouse, and pearls from Torchline. He bowed his head beside the Evergreen and their son, brows furrowed, insistent upon trying and striving to get it right in their appeals. “Halo would be honored with your assistance.”
Unfurling another breath, and hoping all of this worked, he followed suit with Evie across towards the Sea of Glass, hoping Rae would not mind the alteration in temperature. Tucked into his furs, he retrieved offerings to be placed alongside Evie’s – pairings of apples and berries from Halo’s greenhouse, and pearls from Torchline. He bowed his head beside the Evergreen and their son, brows furrowed, insistent upon trying and striving to get it right in their appeals. “Halo would be honored with your assistance.”
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
