[SE] good things come

Deimos To the Sword, no one needed to experience the hardships of death, their friends and family perishing, to participate in the Festival of Lights. If Amhran gained anything at all, it would be knowledge and understanding – of how even the most searing of wounds could be abated for a few snippets of time. So he nodded at the demigod’s agreement, keeping it in the back of his mind for the later portion of the seasons. Momentarily surprised (a brief widening of his eyes, before reality hit) by the demigod’s trickery, he snorted, permitting a laugh to filter through at the mild deceit. “That is all right. We can clean up and head out.” He shook his head, amused, as they collected their things. With the planting completed, they’d be able to return to this exact spot in a year’s time; with hopefully a lily rising from the ground. [FIN] Out of sight and out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime