strength for tomorrow

DEIMOS And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame The brightening expanse was the first sign of her appearance, and he stepped back, leaving her room to appear before the shrine in all her essence and glory. He smiled as she approached, head still bowed, gratitude for the compliment of the artisans extended. “Thank you – you have always been deserving of them.” His head tilted and listened though at the aspects of LongNight, in ways perhaps mortals couldn’t have quite fathomed – while they were still cloaked in the endless evening (and all the haunting memories that came with it), the gods and heralds still couldn’t reach those beloved. “Seems like it is difficult for everyone,” he remarked, striving to cast it aside just as much as the celestial goddess. The tasks themselves were a highlight, just as vast as her, and he made mental notations for each portion, nodding along. “Thank you again for all your assistance in Halo.” He’d be back soon enough, with the components finalized and ready. [FIN] master of nothing place; of recoil and grace