DEIMOS
Deimos had always been an apt listener, and he did so in this round as well; for Sah had much to say, much to mention, and all of it quantified, meant something, in the schemes of what they had to accomplish. At the end of it, there was merely the drag of a long, withering sigh – some portions expected, others not. He started with what he knew as well, in case Sah ever needed it for future reference. “According to Safrin, the Old Gods and spirits dislike Morgan. Which makes it difficult to adhere to anything of that nature, and she has to rely on others when asking for a deity’s assistance.” Even as an Abandoned, the Glacier had apparently set out her way to be neutral in semblances of discontent; incapable of choosing, and being left without one at all, in the end.
His eyes pinpointed straight towards Sah on his next volley though. “And despite what Aurelia says, a land does not belong to its ruler. It belongs to its people. Sovereigns change. But those that have survived, endured, and persisted? They remain.” He shook his head, reality blistering in the back of his mind. “And that is where we went wrong.” A very sobering lesson – that this world was not Helovia, and they could not strike and demand and believe that was what it took. The notions that Torchline didn’t appear to care about Halo’s turmoils, rather than likely striving to ensure their own land was protected, didn’t surprise him; he’d expected that the mountains’ tribulations would remain just the same. “I agree with you. A coup had an impact, but no way to hold it.” And with Morgan’s allegiances strongly enduring towards the Ascended and the Voice, the numbers game was not on their side.
“Thank you for trying with them.” Because that had been a massive undertaking, brave and bold for Sah and Cordelia to accomplish after fleeing a kingdom meant to be their home. “I have every intention of gathering individuals still willing to carry on, and seeing what we want to do next.”
His eyes pinpointed straight towards Sah on his next volley though. “And despite what Aurelia says, a land does not belong to its ruler. It belongs to its people. Sovereigns change. But those that have survived, endured, and persisted? They remain.” He shook his head, reality blistering in the back of his mind. “And that is where we went wrong.” A very sobering lesson – that this world was not Helovia, and they could not strike and demand and believe that was what it took. The notions that Torchline didn’t appear to care about Halo’s turmoils, rather than likely striving to ensure their own land was protected, didn’t surprise him; he’d expected that the mountains’ tribulations would remain just the same. “I agree with you. A coup had an impact, but no way to hold it.” And with Morgan’s allegiances strongly enduring towards the Ascended and the Voice, the numbers game was not on their side.
“Thank you for trying with them.” Because that had been a massive undertaking, brave and bold for Sah and Cordelia to accomplish after fleeing a kingdom meant to be their home. “I have every intention of gathering individuals still willing to carry on, and seeing what we want to do next.”
think about this
you have the ability to survive anything
you have the ability to survive anything
