DEIMOS
Deimos often reserved his enthusiasm, but took no issue with the bountiful fringes of Zavier’s exuberance, still carefully tending to the soil and seed. His careful and meticulous notions figured it’d be an easier time for the plant to grow if he tended with a more scrupulous air. The Dragoon’s comment earned a pause and arch of his brow though, along with the slightest of smiles. ”Lavender?” There’d been some moments in his life where the same herb had come into significant play.
But then the inquiry volleyed back to him, and he allowed a laugh. ”My wife is the expert. I just use my magic.” Which had taken him quite far, but he wouldn’t readily admit to any jurisdiction and healthy sagacity over the realm.
But then the inquiry volleyed back to him, and he allowed a laugh. ”My wife is the expert. I just use my magic.” Which had taken him quite far, but he wouldn’t readily admit to any jurisdiction and healthy sagacity over the realm.
think about this
you have the ability to survive anything
you have the ability to survive anything
