DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
“I am always in the spirit.” A playful huff at Cordelia’s suggestion that he hadn’t been; knowing full well it was full of pretenses, and the self-deprecation immersed in his humor. He could be bound to mischief, if the world wasn’t eternally cracking around their feet. So they could snag and take at these little moments, as feeble and delicate the instances remained – and he stood back, waiting for the shifts to take place, before hooking both deer comrades up to the sled.
He listened to both respond on his pondering, brow furrowing, knotting and tying strands together, ensuring everything was placed accordingly. They should care. There are implications immersed in all those political layers. And if the Sword had lost his position over a single building, what would it hold for the Wraith after assaulting citizens of another world? There were all the other notions surrounding Wessex’s actions – from the Fae and the Mathair, to hordes in between. And she’d never, as far as he knew, been held accountable for any of them. We can at least send a letter. And figure out where the Overseers stood amidst all this.
But for the meantime, there were amusements and shelters to be had. Ensuring the straps would hold under the might of the reindeer, he advanced to sit along the logs; magic instilled with earthen incantations to hold them steady. “Ready when you are,” he announced, content to laugh away the moments.
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Haul the wood to the shelter area!
He listened to both respond on his pondering, brow furrowing, knotting and tying strands together, ensuring everything was placed accordingly. They should care. There are implications immersed in all those political layers. And if the Sword had lost his position over a single building, what would it hold for the Wraith after assaulting citizens of another world? There were all the other notions surrounding Wessex’s actions – from the Fae and the Mathair, to hordes in between. And she’d never, as far as he knew, been held accountable for any of them. We can at least send a letter. And figure out where the Overseers stood amidst all this.
But for the meantime, there were amusements and shelters to be had. Ensuring the straps would hold under the might of the reindeer, he advanced to sit along the logs; magic instilled with earthen incantations to hold them steady. “Ready when you are,” he announced, content to laugh away the moments.
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Haul the wood to the shelter area!
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
