Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
He watched and arched a brow as the demigod spoke to the spiders, but said nothing. Ducking his head down, he hid his amused smile, as he began to secure everything else and ensure Belial was ready to follow them. The peryton was content to oblige, soaring out of the bushes with his usual fanfare and energy. And with naught left to do in the Grounds, especially with how the majority of the time he craved to avoid it, he shook his head. ”Home then.” And with a quick flourish of altering shifts, moments taken for Amhran to take place along the Sword’s larger shifts, they could be off, successful once more.[FIN]
