this is the reckoning
Not sure I want to know he remarked in return, a long breath filtering out of hound lungs as he ghosted towards another pod; though this one was sealed. Peering through the glassy exterior though, it seemed it would be empty – taken and snagged back to wherever the Family had vanished towards. Probably to maul some other unassuming realm and world. I wonder why they did not take the whole isle with them. Why leave it in Caido? For all of them to wonder and stare and be in awe of the mystique and power? Something more sinister? Or just indifference, as if it had scarcely mattered.
He sneered at another set of indistinguishable symbols – probably otherworldly fixtures they’d never know or understand. Unless someone with a whole lot more time and ambition into parasitic dwellers got hold of it, wrote the runes down and solved. Or what these all mean. Perhaps signs of whether or not portions were ready? Or done? Finalized?
He sneered at another set of indistinguishable symbols – probably otherworldly fixtures they’d never know or understand. Unless someone with a whole lot more time and ambition into parasitic dwellers got hold of it, wrote the runes down and solved. Or what these all mean. Perhaps signs of whether or not portions were ready? Or done? Finalized?
DEIMOS
