DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Sah wasn’t the only one who needed to clear his head – and every disastrous, aching multitude from it. But craving a return to normalcy in the middle of turbulence, and in some semblances of chaos completely orchestrated by himself, was selfish and ridiculous. Not in the midst of turmoil. And not until other Abandoned requested another hunt, did he find a cause to unroot and unmire his soul from the beacons he’d lit.
In the same multitudes and processes as before, he brought forth his bag, his sled, his furs, and his companions. No need for weaponry, though Sah seemed to be indulging in his quite familiarly (and if that caused a smile, then so be it), not when he’d already forged himself into one. His approach was quiet, steadfast, stride certain and steady, not giving over the lingering doubts or the hellhole he’d cobbled together. A nod of his head extended in greeting – Belial doing the same in a vibrant chirp towards Lilly, and Zuriel in her usual nonchalance, though he could feel her place her head on his shoulder. “What do you want to look for today?”
In the same multitudes and processes as before, he brought forth his bag, his sled, his furs, and his companions. No need for weaponry, though Sah seemed to be indulging in his quite familiarly (and if that caused a smile, then so be it), not when he’d already forged himself into one. His approach was quiet, steadfast, stride certain and steady, not giving over the lingering doubts or the hellhole he’d cobbled together. A nod of his head extended in greeting – Belial doing the same in a vibrant chirp towards Lilly, and Zuriel in her usual nonchalance, though he could feel her place her head on his shoulder. “What do you want to look for today?”
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
