remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
His eyes widened briefly, bewildered, surprised, maybe, at the zeal and squeal of excitement and ebullience suddenly bounding, ricocheting, along the barracks walls. He should’ve expected it, but hadn’t guarded himself for the elation and enthusiasm – tilting his head, sheepish, eyes downcast on the floor while a grin coiled along his mouth, mirroring hers. “Yes,” he answered, snorting, laughing, allowed and permitted to unravel from stoic properties and detached formation here, comfortable in her presence, lifelong friends and allies. It was all he could really get in as she chimed, as she echoed, as the pulsing, pervading avidity bounding off the walls. Then he was clasped, and there wasn’t much of an escape, save for another snort and chuckle. He waited for a series of more inquiries and questions he might not have an answer to – not yet, currently, presently – and despite all his experiences with assisting in the other nuptials across this world, they hadn’t pinpointed anything else – rings assembled, goddesses asked, and thereafter coming eventually.As for the fields, he hadn’t truly journeyed to view them since Fiat Lux. He’d snagged some soil and bones with Adam, but he hadn’t scanned the rest of the debris, ruins, or decaying, capricious void; if the fertile world was indeed still just that, if crops were still rising, despite the sheer amount of death and chaos infiltrating them. The smile dimmed, less and less of the bright accords as the subjects shifted. “And likely should continue.” Who was tending them now – if they needed it at all – with Loren gone to Halo? With Abasi dead, gone, and extinguished?
out for vengeance
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