DEIMOS
what tried to destroy you
didn't have the strength
didn't have the strength
He arched his brow at the comment, snorting, as he pulsed another fragment of elements into the threshold, fire beginning to burn at the corpse. “Did you want a big show?” The Sword had only been interested in a quick and swift kill; no need for drawn out purposes when he could just easily fell the monstrosity and move on. Churning over the flames, permitting a further conflagration, he sighed. “I suppose no lilies nearby either.”
Wrinkling his nose, his eyes narrowed, gaze still sweeping over the surroundings. “Are you trying to get one for Talyson?” Deimos would consider it a waste – it was understandable from the Seer’s perspective – but it wouldn’t be what the Warden of Halo would utilize it for.
Wrinkling his nose, his eyes narrowed, gaze still sweeping over the surroundings. “Are you trying to get one for Talyson?” Deimos would consider it a waste – it was understandable from the Seer’s perspective – but it wouldn’t be what the Warden of Halo would utilize it for.
still you stand
sturdy and smelling of smoke
sturdy and smelling of smoke







