DEIMOS
The surprise made him wince inwardly; maybe because he hadn’t shared much of himself with the Raeling, or been far too preoccupied with everything else that the most minute details never got quite past thoughts or happenstances. Taking another sip and leaning further back in his chair, he granted a nod. “Yes. I was born beside the ocean, in another world,” to which he wrinkled his nose, waiting for the inevitable bout of Outlander portions. Isilme itself, and especially the Moonlit Tides, had been a tough place to grow for anyone; but it’d been the first test of survival on a long, unwinding road of trials and circumstances. “We were taught to swim at a young age.” Or risk simply not surviving. “So I take the opportunities to enjoy it when I can.”
His head tilted briefly at the summation of his experience in Frey’s Breath – tucking away the amusements pervading (for that had been where he’d taught Evie – though inevitably that might’ve been a stretch once they distracted one another with other things). “Let me know if you want more help then. There are some shallow areas without a harsh tide in some parts. Or you could try the Greatwood.” Where the river pooled in smaller refrains; not so harsh and fast.
His head tilted briefly at the summation of his experience in Frey’s Breath – tucking away the amusements pervading (for that had been where he’d taught Evie – though inevitably that might’ve been a stretch once they distracted one another with other things). “Let me know if you want more help then. There are some shallow areas without a harsh tide in some parts. Or you could try the Greatwood.” Where the river pooled in smaller refrains; not so harsh and fast.
think about this
you have the ability to survive anything
you have the ability to survive anything
