DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
Anger and fear were portions of emotions on the same edge – he’d always known better, but still succumbed to them himself from time to time. And while he and Flora might have started this last interim and brand of bedlam, the rest had been infused with it, to the point of confusion, turmoil, and further loss. Perhaps he’d been foolish in believing it’d only be them out there, chasing down an instinctual drive to save their regions, when the rest of the people had suffered just as much – wanting their part in the bloodshed too. Something to hold onto. Something to avenge. “Agreed,” though he’d only seen bits and pieces, striving to concentrate and focus on his own task. What had Hadama been doing down there? And Noah, as a basilisk? He’d only seen glimpses of Koa and his crew, uncertain what had even been occurring in those reaches. He kept himself neutral on the thought of Talyson – carefully modifying his features into calm and cool compositions. “I believe so. Vox surrounded him.” He wasn’t certain about Thalassa – they were not on good terms with one another, so her throwing a dagger in his direction hadn’t been a surprise – and there’d been screaming about someone else in the follies.
Acknowledging her amusement with his own, he snorted again and shook his head, anticipating the opposite. But her own machinations, about being invisible, about laying low, carved a faint, half smile on his features, tilting his head and trying to withhold the sigh threatening once more. “I plan on doing the same for the Citadel.” Then there’d be more than one kingdom under some method of safety and security. “Some of us are supposed to be meeting after the pool party,” to which he’d probably need to leave soon for. “Maybe something will change from there.” Given Ronin’s cryptic notions, he could only ascertain it was Starfall influenced and involved. “I know you do not like to hear it- but be careful.”
Unite and spread the heart apart
