DEIMOS
The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates
The thunder of the drums dictates
There was a long rush of relief through his lungs as they placed the rocks. Nothing seemed to fall. Nothing seemed to unfurl. Nothing seemed to falter underneath their feet again. A satisfactory note to all their trials and tribulations, with much to consider each time they visited. Perhaps, as Luka had thought, with future upgrades there wouldn’t be much of an issue; but the Warden would monitor it in the back of his mind, regardless.
With the snow storm ceasing, their visibility would increase as well; though now under more snow. “Good. With that settled, we should take a final walk around and make sure everything is secure. Then clean up, and we should be able to go home.” Nodding his head at the plan, his long strides began to carry him towards the northern portion, much like inspecting beforehand, they now wanted to ensure everything remained in place.
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Round 7 - Take another walk around to make sure everything is still secured and in place!
With the snow storm ceasing, their visibility would increase as well; though now under more snow. “Good. With that settled, we should take a final walk around and make sure everything is secure. Then clean up, and we should be able to go home.” Nodding his head at the plan, his long strides began to carry him towards the northern portion, much like inspecting beforehand, they now wanted to ensure everything remained in place.
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Round 7 - Take another walk around to make sure everything is still secured and in place!
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead
The rising of the horns, ahead
