and then you decide to fight

DEIMOS

The inquiry nearly made Deimos suddenly saddened by its notions – for he’d never once thought Remi not competent or capable. How many countless hours and days and seasons had he and Ronin spent saving lives? Committed to the endless duty of salvation across Caido? They’d all their moments of pause and reflection – some more than others – nor was that their principal purpose in life. It wasn’t about how much they could give or take or yield. They’d ceased because their children had been threatened. An understandable notion amidst the horrendous follies of the world presently. So his jaw clenched, wondering multitudes and giving them none but his concise veracity. I do. was given with a small smile, and the imparting that that wasn’t what the only thing they were.

Ronin said more than the Warden could anyway, and his eyes flickered down to the water, listening. They hadn’t said yes or no, and discussions with Flora were necessary, but the information was still there, fresh and keen in his mind. Within the attuned bond, he conjured the mental images of before, of the wyrm, of the tunnels, of the rocks falling, of stabilizing as best he could under the rallying circumstances. I have heard theories of luring it out – potentially with other void creatures as bait. He shrugged; really, all he wanted was the opportunity to hit it more than once, to seal the deal.

who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
we have always been deep, restless souls