and the only solution was to stand and fight
Sometimes Deimos simply needed a large amount of space for all the notions he planned to conduct.
Halo’s vast tundra was often the foundation for any incantations he sent soaring; but he’d conjured the snow and ice enough that he wondered if it was a semblance of complacency, and pondered over finding other grounds in which to chase the filaments. King’s End – with its wide-open fields and serene backdrop, might’ve served a dual purpose. He could look in on the cabins he and Evie had clustered there, secretly tucked away, and then venture outwards, rendering motions across earth and grass, without ripping and tearing scenes away.
So it was only thereafter, when he’d secured wooden doors and roamed yards upon yards further, that he unfurled a stretch of air. It galvanized once over the picturesque flowers, bending and swaying them in the thirty foot range, before he mustered power further, elongating it as more than breaths and seething lungs, but a potent gust. The wind rattled and roared, and he stood in the center, amused, before calling it back in one undulating motion.
But they would need so much more for Starfall – for more monsters and more depravity and more rushes across the folds of that wicked place – so he harnessed and harpooned again, until he saw another figure nearby.
Halo’s vast tundra was often the foundation for any incantations he sent soaring; but he’d conjured the snow and ice enough that he wondered if it was a semblance of complacency, and pondered over finding other grounds in which to chase the filaments. King’s End – with its wide-open fields and serene backdrop, might’ve served a dual purpose. He could look in on the cabins he and Evie had clustered there, secretly tucked away, and then venture outwards, rendering motions across earth and grass, without ripping and tearing scenes away.
So it was only thereafter, when he’d secured wooden doors and roamed yards upon yards further, that he unfurled a stretch of air. It galvanized once over the picturesque flowers, bending and swaying them in the thirty foot range, before he mustered power further, elongating it as more than breaths and seething lungs, but a potent gust. The wind rattled and roared, and he stood in the center, amused, before calling it back in one undulating motion.
But they would need so much more for Starfall – for more monsters and more depravity and more rushes across the folds of that wicked place – so he harnessed and harpooned again, until he saw another figure nearby.
DEIMOS
