What had initially started as a means to ensure Erebos napped turned into a shared enterprise. Meticulous to a fault, and working on a list, Deimos had been upright on the couch while the youth fussed and wrangled around, until eventually the infant succumbed to the powers of slumber. By then, the Sword had conjured a list of ideas and possibilities on protecting their home from wayward spirits – some very foolish and amusing, to essentially pragmatic – and placed the parchment upon the table.
And slowly began to doze off himself.
It could’ve been the warmth of the nearby fire, lack of many respites throughout the day, or at large, being a light sleeper overall, but eventually the sofa claimed him too – so he was sprawled across the entire length of the vessel, Erebos on his chest, arm over the infant in constant vigilance and protective forces. Belial had taken it upon himself to be a gargoyle figure, perched upon the back, content and curled as well.
And slowly began to doze off himself.
It could’ve been the warmth of the nearby fire, lack of many respites throughout the day, or at large, being a light sleeper overall, but eventually the sofa claimed him too – so he was sprawled across the entire length of the vessel, Erebos on his chest, arm over the infant in constant vigilance and protective forces. Belial had taken it upon himself to be a gargoyle figure, perched upon the back, content and curled as well.
deimos
Never let them drain the river of your soul
