heart open, testify, tell me i'm not crazy
Marcus had not intended to spend the entire afternoon buried in books, but by the time he finally pushed away from the table and stepped outside, his shoulders ached and his head felt crowded. As he rolled one shoulder back, be decided he coulduse a good stretch. With that in mind, he made his way toward the Barracks.
As he entered the yard, however, something unexpected caught his attention. The usual sounds of sparring and drills had been overtaken by loud cheering. Marcus slowed. A crowd of soldiers had gathered near one of the training yards, their voices carrying across the courtyard in excited bursts. Some were laughing, others clapping shoulders, and more than a few seemed genuinely impressed by whatever had happened. Curiosity quickly replaced whatever else he was thinking about and he adjusted his angle toward the commotion instead.
The closer he got, the more he heard. Fragments drifted through the crowd. Someone had actually done it. Someone had finished one of Deimos' challenges. Judging by the soldiers' reactions, whoever had completed it had done it at the end of all their ropes. Lifting a brow, Marcus weaved through the soldiers as they dissipated to their next things, and stopped just shy of the Warden, who had his back turned to him. "Sounds like that was quite the challenge." Marcus said after clearing his throat, a smile creeping across his Olson features.
As he entered the yard, however, something unexpected caught his attention. The usual sounds of sparring and drills had been overtaken by loud cheering. Marcus slowed. A crowd of soldiers had gathered near one of the training yards, their voices carrying across the courtyard in excited bursts. Some were laughing, others clapping shoulders, and more than a few seemed genuinely impressed by whatever had happened. Curiosity quickly replaced whatever else he was thinking about and he adjusted his angle toward the commotion instead.
The closer he got, the more he heard. Fragments drifted through the crowd. Someone had actually done it. Someone had finished one of Deimos' challenges. Judging by the soldiers' reactions, whoever had completed it had done it at the end of all their ropes. Lifting a brow, Marcus weaved through the soldiers as they dissipated to their next things, and stopped just shy of the Warden, who had his back turned to him. "Sounds like that was quite the challenge." Marcus said after clearing his throat, a smile creeping across his Olson features.
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