DEIMOS
While Deimos snorted at the pun, Erebos was in his element. The child squirmed and twisted and squealed with every slow turn of the floating duck, his limbs sending up showers of spray and droplets to cascade over anyone and everyone nearby. They weren’t large, but plentiful instead, and as the Sword followed dutifully behind, he was treated to the modest implementation, shaking like a dog to affront more of the elemental substances.
Evie’s quacking was also enough to send the infant into amplified hysterics – peals of laughter rippling across the surface. There was an attempt to duplicate the quack utterance, but it came out as juvenile babble, and another shock of his fists into the water, sending a volley in the Evergreen’s wake.
Thoroughly amused by the combined antics, Deimos snuck up and permitted one of his muscled arms to pass through the water in a slow moving rivulet, permitting the tiniest and modest of waves to soar along floaties and people.
[FIN]
Evie’s quacking was also enough to send the infant into amplified hysterics – peals of laughter rippling across the surface. There was an attempt to duplicate the quack utterance, but it came out as juvenile babble, and another shock of his fists into the water, sending a volley in the Evergreen’s wake.
Thoroughly amused by the combined antics, Deimos snuck up and permitted one of his muscled arms to pass through the water in a slow moving rivulet, permitting the tiniest and modest of waves to soar along floaties and people.
[FIN]
who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
we have always been deep, restless souls
we have always been deep, restless souls
