DEIMOS
the resurrected sword
Eyes scanned the darker threads, the eaves, before witnessing other lizards begin dispersing within his surroundings. Either his entity frightened them, or the ones remaining were far more clever than their counterparts – had seen the results firsthand of claws, venom, and fangs. Stilling for a moment, he listened to Ray’s response, of the understanding, sagacity, and wisdom possessed. Years of foundational passions and information had garnered into those tidbits of information, and if tigers could smile he would’ve done so. Instead, his appreciation for the merits of perceptions and rationality prospered through the bond. It wasn’t unlike battle – the years it took to finally hone precision, and the parade of motions still to follow. Torchline must respect your insight.
That magic, like Zuriel’s, like so many other healers and dominions, might counteract it all amused him – chancing another glance towards the unicorn connected to his soul. She has saved me, and many others, a multitude of times. Indebted to the bond, to the way they’d rescued and liberated one another time and time again. Such a shift would always be useful. If the mare grew haughtier from the entryway, she strived not to let it show. And an interesting balance, and he snickered through Attuned adornments. Fangs and venom, mending and soothing – juxtapositions rather than parallels.
Belial gave chase to the fleeing lizard, however, and Deimos followed, sauntering onwards in a more languid approach.
That magic, like Zuriel’s, like so many other healers and dominions, might counteract it all amused him – chancing another glance towards the unicorn connected to his soul. She has saved me, and many others, a multitude of times. Indebted to the bond, to the way they’d rescued and liberated one another time and time again. Such a shift would always be useful. If the mare grew haughtier from the entryway, she strived not to let it show. And an interesting balance, and he snickered through Attuned adornments. Fangs and venom, mending and soothing – juxtapositions rather than parallels.
Belial gave chase to the fleeing lizard, however, and Deimos followed, sauntering onwards in a more languid approach.
still standing
not because you can
but because you have to
