DEIMOS
what tried to destroy you
didn't have the strength
didn't have the strength
Regrets, rancor, and hindsight often scraped upon growth; no matter how painful the bout. Deimos said nothing; having been entrenched and meandering around those feelings on multiple occasions, but simply watched as the pebble was flung. A start was a start, and he gave her a satisfactory nod of approval. If anything, she’d know and understand the fixtures around the motion, and could repeat it whether in a dire situation, or simply maneuvering things around on her own whims and terms.
“It could be." He’d never given much thought to the air elements – much more prone to the lethal doses of enchantments rampaging through his blood; the fire, the life drain, the water, but considering how often he’d had to utilize these particular portions lately, he’d take any diligencewith it. “And it will all become easier with time and experience.” To a point where she wouldn’t even have to concentrate or mull on the circumstances. They would simply be.
Though, now, out of juvenile amusement and the constant need to distract himself from any impending restlessness, he summoned a massive swell of wind to bolster against Alys. Not enough to move her backwards, but certainly a strong force in her features. Then he grinned, tilting his head to ask and conspire, get her contemplating once again. “How do you think you could defend against it?”
“It could be." He’d never given much thought to the air elements – much more prone to the lethal doses of enchantments rampaging through his blood; the fire, the life drain, the water, but considering how often he’d had to utilize these particular portions lately, he’d take any diligencewith it. “And it will all become easier with time and experience.” To a point where she wouldn’t even have to concentrate or mull on the circumstances. They would simply be.
Though, now, out of juvenile amusement and the constant need to distract himself from any impending restlessness, he summoned a massive swell of wind to bolster against Alys. Not enough to move her backwards, but certainly a strong force in her features. Then he grinned, tilting his head to ask and conspire, get her contemplating once again. “How do you think you could defend against it?”
still you stand
sturdy and smelling of smoke
sturdy and smelling of smoke
