Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
Sah’s worries had likely already come to fruition; the nature of the tides sweeping in. They’d been fighting the onslaught of Starfall for seasons now – hadn’t pressed back into the island since snagging at their initial push…and now, with Remi and Ronin not wanting to participate – he grimaced inwardly, the pressure continuing to grind its way down the length of his broad shoulders, uncertain how much more they’d be asked to bear. A long sigh lingered through though, the only sign he’d give off physically – drawing the first batch of cookies out from the oven. We need to continue trying to find flowers then. In all the distractions, battles, and quests, the simplest answer and solution was still there – even if it relied heavily on fortune.So far, things had been manageable, but the Sword couldn’t help but wonder if they’d been picking at smaller scraps, while everything else continued to build, steadily surrounding until they were ultimately consumed. A rather damned and doomed approach, and he wouldn’t let his determination cloud his judgement, but sometimes it was all too much at once. “As long as we all do our parts.”
