DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
A little more settled, he listened to the banter carry on as he gathered food or sipped at his wine, intent on subject matters at hand. Amalia and Evie snarked, on Samuel being there at the reception hours later, at the Evergreen never seeing a god until then (perhaps she’d had the same luck he’d had). He had no comments to make for the most part, and out of misplaced mischief, attempted to snag a portion of food off of the Shield’s plate.The Ascended had a semblance of a plan for a cartography shop though, routes, charts, plots, and he nodded in thought. “Are these to be maps of the sea?” Or just the land? Was Samuel intending to embark along the ocean, to traverse amongst sailors? An intriguing thought, given rumored current statuses – uncertain about the level of sun resistance in those who’d left the Voice (if they could at all and then Deimos felt equally ignorant of a lot of these notions).
Then there were parental relations he couldn’t, and wouldn’t comment on, not his place, only arching a brow while picking at some of the meat, the inquiry for Evie hanging in the air. Some of the proposals and schemes had already begun to take effect, and he pondered about giving the inquiry on his tongue a voice. Often he merely sat back while the rest of the world poked and prodded; but the topic weighed heavily on his mind, and after clenching his jaw, pressing over the apprehension, and heading straight to the source – piercing gaze settling upon Sam. “I heard the Ascended had an option of potentially destroying the LongNight monsters.” Not revealing his source, nor their upcoming plans, simply skimming along the surface.
Unite and spread the heart apart
