death, you bring death and destruction to all that you touch
It wouldn’t take much more for him to sink to the floor in silence. To stare at the walls. To wonder where the hell he’d gone wrong, which angles he should have persisted within, pursued. He was tempted to lean his head against the interior and bash his skull off of it, to rid himself of the incoming torment, to be something other than some looming vessel, caught out in the middle of the surf. Maybe he should just let the current take him, straight out into the fathoms.
Sunjata didn’t leave, and it mustered another sigh. The gratitude extended must’ve been for Zuriel, and the Sword was tempted to simply tell the Flood to leave again; the unicorn would be quite capable of finding any treats laid out for her.
But the other subject grated along his spine, caused a clench to his jaw, and one more sigh for the effort of opening the door again. “I do too.” He emerged, aligned for the duty at hand, for the convictions kept – shutting the door behind him, and walking towards the mare grazing out in the field, presuming Sunjata would follow.
Sunjata didn’t leave, and it mustered another sigh. The gratitude extended must’ve been for Zuriel, and the Sword was tempted to simply tell the Flood to leave again; the unicorn would be quite capable of finding any treats laid out for her.
But the other subject grated along his spine, caused a clench to his jaw, and one more sigh for the effort of opening the door again. “I do too.” He emerged, aligned for the duty at hand, for the convictions kept – shutting the door behind him, and walking towards the mare grazing out in the field, presuming Sunjata would follow.
DEIMOS
