DEIMOS
Mid-afternoon found Deimos not so hopelessly busy as he’d been in seasons before – enough time to claim some respite before heading back towards the barracks or tending to the stacks of paperwork he’d been hoping would magically disperse on its own. On a particular craving, he began searching through the cupboards and cabinets, hoping one of his family members hadn’t already snagged portions of chocolate he’d smuggled away – and when he successfully snatched them out of their hidden wares, he grabbed a saucepan.
Taking care to quietly chop away at the bars, so as not to disturb Erebos from his nap, he placed those portions on a plate, then went through grabbing the rest of the ingredients; some milk, heavy cream, the vanilla extract tucked away amidst their host of spices. And though he’d intended to make it noiselessly, figuring he’d save some for the rest of the household anyway, there was no way to avoid the aroma of the confection floating through the home.
Taking care to quietly chop away at the bars, so as not to disturb Erebos from his nap, he placed those portions on a plate, then went through grabbing the rest of the ingredients; some milk, heavy cream, the vanilla extract tucked away amidst their host of spices. And though he’d intended to make it noiselessly, figuring he’d save some for the rest of the household anyway, there was no way to avoid the aroma of the confection floating through the home.
think about this
you have the ability to survive anything
you have the ability to survive anything
