The presentation came together nicely – prisms refracting across more blends and hues, feathers cast in an array, food hastened from the threshold Frey had granted them years before, combined into something pleasing. As long as Frey appreciated it, that was all that mattered in the end, but they’d given their best efforts.
He watched and waited as the others bowed their heads; the inexperience showed, but the words conveyed were true and worthwhile, and he granted a very vague, if sort of proud grin for their efforts. The Sword granted both a quick wink too, to ease any trepidations or uncertainties, and then followed through on his own words, head bowing towards the shrine, eyes closed, a long breath flowing through his chest, before granting another low rumble along the altar. “Thank you again Frey, for everything you have given and granted to Halo. Without you, this region could not have thrived.”
Once they’d all said their pieces, he granted one final nod. “There. Well done. That should do it.” Simplistic – no need to venture out into the unknown or maul beasts; that’d be for later purposes. “Come on, we can go find more of those cakes.” He’d seen their avaricious glances, after all.
[FIN]
He watched and waited as the others bowed their heads; the inexperience showed, but the words conveyed were true and worthwhile, and he granted a very vague, if sort of proud grin for their efforts. The Sword granted both a quick wink too, to ease any trepidations or uncertainties, and then followed through on his own words, head bowing towards the shrine, eyes closed, a long breath flowing through his chest, before granting another low rumble along the altar. “Thank you again Frey, for everything you have given and granted to Halo. Without you, this region could not have thrived.”
Once they’d all said their pieces, he granted one final nod. “There. Well done. That should do it.” Simplistic – no need to venture out into the unknown or maul beasts; that’d be for later purposes. “Come on, we can go find more of those cakes.” He’d seen their avaricious glances, after all.
[FIN]
deimos
Never let them drain the river of your soul
