Erebos knew better than to rush headlong into danger – had enough eyes on him to probably not have the opportunity anyway. But there were those moments in every youth’s life where the glory seemed infinite, and the amusement far outweighed the potential of life-threatening ailments and catastrophes. When stories were just that – tales that stretched and hardly provided or presided anything more than the potential for grandiose heights and heroic days. Anyone in Halo could tell him the efforts of both his parents with thrill and exultation, or of demigods streaking through the horizon, racing headlong into mountainous peaks and valleys, or down into the crush and rush of horrendous isles. Wouldn’t any child want to stake their claim for the future, to be amidst those honored and committed?
He said nothing to the sort to his father; the Sword would have brushed off those efforts as necessities and nothing more. So he grinned instead, with no concept of time or energy or drive other than wanting it. “That still sounds awesome,” he declared, watching as Deimos’s water trapped his snowflakes, laughing as he made his seem to fight back, waging miniature declarations when all they could truly do was strive not to be absorbed. “Yeah. It does seem to take a lot. But I’ll get better, right?” echoed on a hopeful glance; because while he couldn’t imagine utilizing these for hours now, the mere thought of it something in the near future made him wonder and crave.
He said nothing to the sort to his father; the Sword would have brushed off those efforts as necessities and nothing more. So he grinned instead, with no concept of time or energy or drive other than wanting it. “That still sounds awesome,” he declared, watching as Deimos’s water trapped his snowflakes, laughing as he made his seem to fight back, waging miniature declarations when all they could truly do was strive not to be absorbed. “Yeah. It does seem to take a lot. But I’ll get better, right?” echoed on a hopeful glance; because while he couldn’t imagine utilizing these for hours now, the mere thought of it something in the near future made him wonder and crave.
erebos
and then we dream so much
