centuries deep

Safrin

everything looks perfect
from far away

"Or you can leave it with me, where it can do no more inadvertant damage."

Damage. Not injury. Because at the end of the day, the ascended were things that only looked human. They could not feel pain. They were not composed of only blood and bone and muscle. Their deaths were no great loss.

"But it is up to you." Safrin could see Deimos carrying the door with him, storing it someplace safe as part of some self-imposed penance. He was like that. But he could be practical as well.

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!