Deimos
walked from revelation to revelation
came back storm-drenched
came back storm-drenched
Perhaps it was unfortunate for Iskra that both of them were tried and true soldiers through multiple wars – because the instant the Abandoned strived to declare some kind of emergency, Deimos snorted, eyes flickering briefly, before granting a laugh. Noah seemed to be much of the same mind, and unless there was suddenly a domineering monster coming out of the brink, neither of them were going to be fooled by such proportions. “How are those buckets looking?” he snagged instead, pretending to eye the ones Iskra had placed down. “Did you splash some out?” was an implication and a shrug, grabbing hold of another vessel and beginning to fill it.
Again, though, not without antics – saving the Abandoned from the potential of another onslaught by switching his target to Noah. Much like before, he let the incantations unfurl without notice or pause, sneaky, surreptitious, as he maneuvered the water underneath the dragon-horse’s hooves.
Again, though, not without antics – saving the Abandoned from the potential of another onslaught by switching his target to Noah. Much like before, he let the incantations unfurl without notice or pause, sneaky, surreptitious, as he maneuvered the water underneath the dragon-horse’s hooves.
through shattered mountains and aching famine
stronger than all of it
stronger than all of it
