DEIMOS
the resurrected sword
“Easier, perhaps, but not without its dramatics, since I am exiled from the mountains.” For now – with the blunt truth of it. She would’ve been around for the coup and the violent uprising thereafter, where Morgan had attempted to siege and assault her own people, her own land, with the Ascended and dragon escorts. The notions of scrambling around in his invisibility cloak had come to play – but then he might’ve jeopardized Sylvia’s safety, been spotted regardless, and started a whole range of treacheries all over again. On that note, and within the shade, he went through his bag and pulled out two canteens, handing one over to the Halovian. The water within would be cool and refreshing, filled purposefully with chilling elements due to his own magic.
As for her letter, he offered a slight smile, touching the edges of his mouth. While Belial lingered along the bottom of the rock, still watching the color-altering flies (now a bright yellow), his tones came on bouts of reassurance. “Your writing was fine.” Understandable and legible, enough to convey a message. “I apologize though, I did not intend to make any of this difficult.” The journey here, the weather in the midst. He pulled out a series of snacks (mostly fruit and nuts, something he thought might last in the heat and not bring in more discomfort), and laid them out on the boulder for her to pick and peruse. “However, I did want to hear your stance on Halo.”
From there, they could discuss; unaware that in a few seasons, it wouldn't have mattered at all.
{FIN}
As for her letter, he offered a slight smile, touching the edges of his mouth. While Belial lingered along the bottom of the rock, still watching the color-altering flies (now a bright yellow), his tones came on bouts of reassurance. “Your writing was fine.” Understandable and legible, enough to convey a message. “I apologize though, I did not intend to make any of this difficult.” The journey here, the weather in the midst. He pulled out a series of snacks (mostly fruit and nuts, something he thought might last in the heat and not bring in more discomfort), and laid them out on the boulder for her to pick and peruse. “However, I did want to hear your stance on Halo.”
From there, they could discuss; unaware that in a few seasons, it wouldn't have mattered at all.
{FIN}
under the bludgeonings of chance
my head is bloody, but unbowed
my head is bloody, but unbowed
