where I save you and you save me
Pulling out Ludo’s impending gifts, he glanced over to Alys’s clear distinctions towards Safrin, smiling for the lantern aspects, before he placed the licorice, butterscotch, and root beer barrels amidst the sand, beginning to turn over his palms to create a semblance of figurines. Castle-structured, they came with assorted toy soldiers and cannons, depictions glowing from his hand and into the miniature fortifications. “I have, promise. Usually for a day or so. When forced.” He huffed a sigh as if the whole aspect put even more upon him, put he’d endure the needling.
“Gods, I do not want them anywhere near my office.” He’d escaped out the windows so many times, at least with the one in the council hall, and the barracks container was a much more pleasing aspect to him anyway. “Erebos does not seem picky.” Reflecting on the child’s journey, since he traversed where his parents lingered, he’d already seen Torchline (at several days old, given the tournament before the Family imploded upon the scene), the Greatwood, King’s End, and a mass of Halo. “Maybe we can hide away somewhere in Torchline for a little bit. Next season, when Deepfrost likes to have its hold on Halo.”
“Gods, I do not want them anywhere near my office.” He’d escaped out the windows so many times, at least with the one in the council hall, and the barracks container was a much more pleasing aspect to him anyway. “Erebos does not seem picky.” Reflecting on the child’s journey, since he traversed where his parents lingered, he’d already seen Torchline (at several days old, given the tournament before the Family imploded upon the scene), the Greatwood, King’s End, and a mass of Halo. “Maybe we can hide away somewhere in Torchline for a little bit. Next season, when Deepfrost likes to have its hold on Halo.”
Deimos
and we save each other over and over, a hundred times, endlessly
