where I save you and you save me
The Sword thought it fortunate they’d found any at all, much less the amount that had come in over the last few seasons. Enough to ensure they could infiltrate Starfall, at the very least, and then if any extra became known, they had some way to ensure those sick were cured, or placing multitudes in other infected and infested lands. “I will let you know if I hear of anything else,” he nodded, leading them out of the Kraai and amidst the Citadel’s finery, head already tilting and eyes narrowing for something specific.
The notions of the sword crafting didn’t sound terribly difficult. “Do you have a design in mind?” He didn’t know Liam well enough to ascertain the pragmatics, necessities, or any flourishes to place amidst the blade – if any at all – and he wouldn’t want to insult the man by making something plain and every day.
Finally spotting something he recognized, his strides swept along the side streets until he came upon a cluster of snow-arranged sculptures. “Need some memory snow,” Deimos mentioned casually, before breaking off a piece of a snowman’s arm, figuring no one would quite mind, and watching it for casually back from his hands – snorting and plucking a canister out of his bag.
The notions of the sword crafting didn’t sound terribly difficult. “Do you have a design in mind?” He didn’t know Liam well enough to ascertain the pragmatics, necessities, or any flourishes to place amidst the blade – if any at all – and he wouldn’t want to insult the man by making something plain and every day.
Finally spotting something he recognized, his strides swept along the side streets until he came upon a cluster of snow-arranged sculptures. “Need some memory snow,” Deimos mentioned casually, before breaking off a piece of a snowman’s arm, figuring no one would quite mind, and watching it for casually back from his hands – snorting and plucking a canister out of his bag.
Deimos
and we save each other over and over, a hundred times, endlessly
