DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
Quiet and stoic once more in the face of her ferocity, in her trials, with only a few tugs of balloon strings for short, quick measures, another smile sparked there, along the usual barrage of reticence and reserve, her frustrations evident, but willing. “And so it does. For everyone.” Things took time, patience, and endurance to master – too often there were those who quit when the road became tougher, when the paths became mauled, mottled, and shorn, when the roads seemed so much longer, broader, when enemies and adversaries seemed so much stronger. If all of them gave in the moment the slightest pressure extended through their muscles, if all of the succumbed, never found their grit, never clenched their jaw, never worked through pain or agony, then this world wouldn’t have much of anything. Wouldn’t be anything. Those like Evie, though perhaps exasperated, though perceiving the onslaught as either tedious or overbearing, still managed to prevail. That’s what he would always respect about the Naturals – because they had survived. It would always hold meaning, to persevere, to maintain, to be a stronger semblance than what they’d started out as – progress. They all inched forward, no matter the pace. Oh, he could unleash a variety of paths, but it wouldn’t do her any good unless she yearned to press down any in particular. However, he could offer opportunities and choices, which was better than the spiral of nothingness or standing amidst ruins, betwixt and between; stagnant, incomplete. He did manage to arch a brow at the speculation of her muscles, eyes briefly flickering to the tone – which was suitable for what she’d been doing for so many years – but they’d have to be honed in a different way depending on tactics she chose, if she craved to follow those routes. But he refused to laugh at those inclinations, not at anyone who dared to be more, to dig their heels into fortitude and might, who tried and strived and attempted; something to be admired rather than extinguished. “You are welcome there.”
Unite and spread the heart apart
