DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
Hunting completed, artifacts, wares collected, the Sword marched along the Citadel’s cobblestones – purposes direct and clear. There was no intention of angling his way back towards the Sea of Glass’s shrine again – not during the winter poise and the memory of Ludo’s distaste towards the frigid wake – and so he returned to the ornate shrine, tucked away, out of the winds, out of the voids.
Standing before the sanctum, the monolith reached into his bag and retrieved the luxere antlers, gilded and glowing, shed from previous, prior seasons, once laden beneath contortions of snow, placing them along the mantle. Next was the claw of an ursur, hunted down in the midst of other preying antics, taken and rendered apart to feed more of the Halovians. And finally, the wishbone from a ningo, snagged during one of their many flights of demolishing efforts. All were displayed, accounted for, and then he stepped back, surveying the wares, before bowing his head.
A silent musing and mulling conjured, rumbled from his mind instead of his chest. Ludo, I have brought the items you requested. Then he waited – steeling, forging himself, ever a blade.
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Deimos is turning in his quest received here: on the ashes of the dreams they burned
whole and apart and in-between Ningo slain and wishbone acquired
that drumbeat call Luxere antlers found
comes crashing in Ursur claw
Thank you! <3
Standing before the sanctum, the monolith reached into his bag and retrieved the luxere antlers, gilded and glowing, shed from previous, prior seasons, once laden beneath contortions of snow, placing them along the mantle. Next was the claw of an ursur, hunted down in the midst of other preying antics, taken and rendered apart to feed more of the Halovians. And finally, the wishbone from a ningo, snagged during one of their many flights of demolishing efforts. All were displayed, accounted for, and then he stepped back, surveying the wares, before bowing his head.
A silent musing and mulling conjured, rumbled from his mind instead of his chest. Ludo, I have brought the items you requested. Then he waited – steeling, forging himself, ever a blade.
--
Deimos is turning in his quest received here: on the ashes of the dreams they burned
whole and apart and in-between Ningo slain and wishbone acquired
that drumbeat call Luxere antlers found
comes crashing in Ursur claw
Thank you! <3
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
