It's taken a lifetime to lose my way
All the wasted time on my hands turns to sand
“It is decent,” Deimos noted with a shrug. “Makes a nice steak, and there is usually plenty of it.” Ursurs went a long way, despite the danger in snagging any, to support families amongst and amidst the Citadel. No one was picky when it came to their meat, and whatever the Sword wouldn’t use, he’d share and disperse amidst his community. At the refusal though, he simply nodded – perhaps Liam was adverse to the notions, as much as the Warden was about gnawing on luxere.
“Sure. Thank you for the help.” Between muscles and a little Air magic, they’d be able to haul the beast upon the sleigh, and tactfully pull it back towards Halo; one more threat neutralized along the tundra plains.
[FIN]
“Sure. Thank you for the help.” Between muscles and a little Air magic, they’d be able to haul the beast upon the sleigh, and tactfully pull it back towards Halo; one more threat neutralized along the tundra plains.
[FIN]
I'm fine in the fire
I feed on the friction
