It seemed quite a few had opted to attend the light atmosphere of the festival – for, cautious as ever, Deimos was constantly on the lookout for some dominion of trouble, and how to get his son out of it. But then he noted the way individuals had relaxed, keen on prize attempts or picnics, and he permitted the smallest sigh to filter through, for his spine to not be so rigid and taut.
Once Erebos had claimed his prize, he bent down for half a moment, hoisting the youth onto his shoulders. Between the raucous of wild giggles permeating through, he shook his head, snorting, extending a nod of his head to Noah as the man came towards them. “What do you want to try first?” From the greater vantage point, Erebos would be able to see the assortment of games and food, and only needed to simply deign anything of his choosing.
Once Erebos had claimed his prize, he bent down for half a moment, hoisting the youth onto his shoulders. Between the raucous of wild giggles permeating through, he shook his head, snorting, extending a nod of his head to Noah as the man came towards them. “What do you want to try first?” From the greater vantage point, Erebos would be able to see the assortment of games and food, and only needed to simply deign anything of his choosing.
deimos
Never let them drain the river of your soul
