Deimos
walked from revelation to revelation
came back storm-drenched
came back storm-drenched
As tempting as it was to heave more rocks and debris Sunjata’s way, given the sudden state of the impending wave launched at him, he figured it would scarcely matter. The material would be consumed, and he’d be left adrift. Smiling instead, he shifted the stance of his elements, pondering over what would work best – to streamline the control and command he had again, snag and rebound it against the Flood, or something different, a change of pace.
Ultimately, he snagged at his water incantations again, but changed their formation – launching another semblance of a barrier, but this time icy, frozen measures. When the wave came, it crashed into the solidified stance, and Deimos could remain safer from behind the thicker fortification of firm rime.
There, playing on the potential, he strived to freeze the wave too, simply to see if he could.
4/4
Ultimately, he snagged at his water incantations again, but changed their formation – launching another semblance of a barrier, but this time icy, frozen measures. When the wave came, it crashed into the solidified stance, and Deimos could remain safer from behind the thicker fortification of firm rime.
There, playing on the potential, he strived to freeze the wave too, simply to see if he could.
4/4
through shattered mountains and aching famine
stronger than all of it
stronger than all of it
