DEIMOS
Nothing? There was a sudden pulse elsewhere; lurking along his skin, and he wondered if it was simply because he didn’t like the answer. What do you mean? Like the Refuge did not react or…? for the whole sentiment sounded vague – and now he had to ponder what they were going to do if naught was to come of the once promised secure space. Carve their own sanctity? Make the void inaccessible amidst Halo, as Torchline had done?
Nor did he care if the day was pleasant – it certainly hadn’t been for Remi and Dahlia's meeting. And with what they had coming up? He could feel the trepidation starting all over again, grasp over the gloves tightening, and the emotions properly masked.
Nor did he care if the day was pleasant – it certainly hadn’t been for Remi and Dahlia's meeting. And with what they had coming up? He could feel the trepidation starting all over again, grasp over the gloves tightening, and the emotions properly masked.
who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
we have always been deep, restless souls
we have always been deep, restless souls
