Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
If the shoes did end up waterlogged, Deimos could always remove the portions later. It was the way the demigod inched around the plant that held his attention anyway, keeping a very scrutinizing and careful eye on the methods and motives at work. The question at hand though, had him wondering if Amhran would prefer everything to continue existing as it was – if that had been Rae’s direction – an infliction upon Caido or not.
Uncertain what the distinction this conversation would bear upon the youth, he sighed, crouching nearby, as if studying the fronds and edges of the plant. The Sword had been raised, through multiple lifetimes, to defend, preserve, and shield his home, family, and by extension, some matter of humanity (depending on some characters involved). Recognized threats had often been decimated, and that had been the way of it. So he shook his head gently, adjusting the explanation. “I meant destroy it.”
Uncertain what the distinction this conversation would bear upon the youth, he sighed, crouching nearby, as if studying the fronds and edges of the plant. The Sword had been raised, through multiple lifetimes, to defend, preserve, and shield his home, family, and by extension, some matter of humanity (depending on some characters involved). Recognized threats had often been decimated, and that had been the way of it. So he shook his head gently, adjusting the explanation. “I meant destroy it.”
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look them right in the eyes?
DEIMOS
