DEIMOS
what tried to destroy you
didn't have the strength
didn't have the strength
The Sword opted for amusing the peryton, now lowering the rock so it skid over the surface of the land before rallying upwards again (Belial followed it dutifully, but not with any apparent wit or intellect). Hoping to train the companion as well as his friend, his eyes went back to Alys’s rock, fighting down the slight and sudden bombardment of amusement as the stone did maneuver upwards. Some motion was better than none at all, especially upon initial discovery and basics of the more subtle elements.
“I wonder if it is similar to how your telekinesis works?” She’d had that longer, as far as he knew, and might have more experience in how that particular one yielded. He didn't; air had been the only encompassing one clinging to his veins. “Or we can try something else.” Perhaps those portions simply weren’t ready for lifting – but for things around them; the salty wind, the birds floating idly by.
“I wonder if it is similar to how your telekinesis works?” She’d had that longer, as far as he knew, and might have more experience in how that particular one yielded. He didn't; air had been the only encompassing one clinging to his veins. “Or we can try something else.” Perhaps those portions simply weren’t ready for lifting – but for things around them; the salty wind, the birds floating idly by.
still you stand
sturdy and smelling of smoke
sturdy and smelling of smoke
