DEIMOS
the fire can't touch me
for I have burned too many times
for I have burned too many times
The ministrations worked at knots and gnarls and unyielding portions; so much so that eventually he forgot what sort of game he’d been concocting and simply unleashed another long breath and some immodest groan from somewhere in his ribs. Sinking lower into the bed, slightly boneless as the walls and fortresses, ramparts and partitions, were forgotten amid healing and devoted provisions, his eyes closed again, content that Evie knew better than to pick at the Tundra wounds.
Kiada and Fox’s next set of motivations were easier to recall; and he could concoct it from memories rather than snag at machinations. As her hands unwound he preened not unlike an overly large cat; a deep rumble exuding from his lungs. “Beginning of Flowerbirth.” Which meant they’d have something to look forward to, coming out of LongNight and the latest round of ridiculous nonsense. “In the Temple,” he waited for her reaction to that – since such a place harbored many a wound, blight, and event all in one. Redone and reworked since their time in the Grounds, but not without hostile and fractured memories. “I asked about colors too,” figuring those like her and Ru would be ready to bask in the hues. “Seem to be matching a plant called a smolder bloom.”
Kiada and Fox’s next set of motivations were easier to recall; and he could concoct it from memories rather than snag at machinations. As her hands unwound he preened not unlike an overly large cat; a deep rumble exuding from his lungs. “Beginning of Flowerbirth.” Which meant they’d have something to look forward to, coming out of LongNight and the latest round of ridiculous nonsense. “In the Temple,” he waited for her reaction to that – since such a place harbored many a wound, blight, and event all in one. Redone and reworked since their time in the Grounds, but not without hostile and fractured memories. “I asked about colors too,” figuring those like her and Ru would be ready to bask in the hues. “Seem to be matching a plant called a smolder bloom.”
the sea can't harm me
for I have been drowning all my life
for I have been drowning all my life
