I'll let it burn the way the sunlight burns my skin
The way I feel inside, the way the day begins
The way I feel inside, the way the day begins
His heart thudded against his ribcage like a forgers hammer against red hot steel. There was already a flush to his cheeks as he entered the warm building, shedding outer layers instinctively as was his Halovian nature. He made his way with heavy steps towards The Sword’s office and rapped on the door three times. He opened a brief window of himself over the attuned bond so that his warden knew who was at the door.
He knew that catching him here would be a fleeting moment, because Deimos would certainly be on his way to his next task, endeavor, meeting — or battle. Thus were the times.
The Forsaken waited until he heard the voice allowing him to enter. Once he did, he closed the heavy door behind him and took a deep breath before greeting the other man, matching blue eyes to blue eyes with all of the grief he held within him wrapped in a steely exterior.
He knew that catching him here would be a fleeting moment, because Deimos would certainly be on his way to his next task, endeavor, meeting — or battle. Thus were the times.
The Forsaken waited until he heard the voice allowing him to enter. Once he did, he closed the heavy door behind him and took a deep breath before greeting the other man, matching blue eyes to blue eyes with all of the grief he held within him wrapped in a steely exterior.
I'm ready now, I'm not waiting for the other side
