[SE] What ghost around, comes around

Time has stopped before us The sky cannot ignore us Threats amidst Halo also came from the air (white dragons, especially), but Deimos wouldn’t make any mention of it. Their region had an awe-inspiring way of being formidable and ominous at any given moment, and while he relished in it, not many would choose to say the same. But with Sohalia’s understanding came his brief nod, and then he swept the remaining emotions and feelings on the matter deep within. Mulling it over and being melancholic about the situation wouldn’t help matters anyway; it was over and done with, and Erebos seemed content, happy, young, ready and eager to explore with impulsive, emboldened notions and a strange need to prove he could be capable of anything. The privilege and ignorance of youth combined, he supposed, and then he banked lower, trailing large thunderbird shadows over the other glowing proportions of moonshrooms. This is where we had the old healing springs, he pointed out with a stray movement of feathers, where the rubble and ruin remained; no sense in hauling any of the old stone out unless it was necessary. Before the Family destroyed it. Ru was a little more difficult to pin down and determine, especially with the way she’d worded her letter. Hard to tell. I am going to try and see her, once she either ceased avoiding him or stopped her usual disappearing act. Sounded like she had a rough go of it. None of the apprehension built within flickered over to Sohalia; he wouldn’t push any of those strong tethers and trepidations onto anyone else. Maybe it just went to show that no matter the promised peace, others always had a knack of finding danger. Citizens alike – scattered but whole – gave one glimpse of relief. Good. Koa came by here to ensure those who wanted to come to Halo were safe. She could probably imagine there hadn’t been many; but still, sanctuary and shelter in its regards had been extended. the Resurrected Sword No one can separate us For we are all that is left