Evie
normality is a paved road
comfortable to walk, but where no flowers grow
comfortable to walk, but where no flowers grow
Evie is similarly at a loss, and her applications for tactics are far more political than her husband’s military adaptations. “Theories are still useful to share, though I don’t think we’re having groundbreaking insight either.” Evie can’t confidently say that everyone in the fight against the Family is competent, but the majority can likely make the same inferences based on the information they have.
“It’s a start. From there all we can do is continue to collect information, and follow what the heralds advise.” Evie has never and will never pry into Deimos’ relationship with Safrin or any meetings they have, but she prays that someone in Caido’s pantheon has firm opinions to guide them even if they don’t have answers for their faithful. Gently touching her fingertips to the top of the book, Evie’s eyes turn away from the charcoal strokes to look into Deimos’ eyes instead. “Same as before the war, though, we can’t exhaust ourselves running in circles. Send the letters, and then we plan something else for the day.” It’s all they can do anymore.
“It’s a start. From there all we can do is continue to collect information, and follow what the heralds advise.” Evie has never and will never pry into Deimos’ relationship with Safrin or any meetings they have, but she prays that someone in Caido’s pantheon has firm opinions to guide them even if they don’t have answers for their faithful. Gently touching her fingertips to the top of the book, Evie’s eyes turn away from the charcoal strokes to look into Deimos’ eyes instead. “Same as before the war, though, we can’t exhaust ourselves running in circles. Send the letters, and then we plan something else for the day.” It’s all they can do anymore.
