Deimos
Erebos openly stared at Alys as she sat down; much in the way of infants – not being rude, but gathering information and images, collecting and absorbing anything they could. Then he clenched his tiny fist around Deimos’ finger instead, and the Sword remained content to bob the child’s hand back and forth while he conversed with Alys. “Thank you. And yes,” he snorted, because while that had always been the way of it, other challenges prompted and circled without much explanation or guidance.
The seer not having information surprised him; given Talyson and Sunjata often being at any of these meetings, but maybe the notions just hadn’t been included in everything else going on. “You have heard the broadcasts though?” Vox, slipping into their ears and minds, a dangling portion of bait that always left him irritated and perplexed. “Some of us recently had a dream about Starfall, and we have also tested things on a void item.” He left that up to her on which she’d prefer to hear first, tilting his head and watching her expression.
The seer not having information surprised him; given Talyson and Sunjata often being at any of these meetings, but maybe the notions just hadn’t been included in everything else going on. “You have heard the broadcasts though?” Vox, slipping into their ears and minds, a dangling portion of bait that always left him irritated and perplexed. “Some of us recently had a dream about Starfall, and we have also tested things on a void item.” He left that up to her on which she’d prefer to hear first, tilting his head and watching her expression.
forget stardust - you are iron
And what is iron really - unless it's forged?
And what is iron really - unless it's forged?
