DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
“Sounds like Zariah.” And he snorted again, the warm puffs of air looming from his presence, before dissipating back into the cold air. Strides kept to the path, that now seemed far more tread upon, as if many had been coming and going throughout the morning – some blending out into the Tundra, but most volleying and yielding back to the gates and walls they passed along. He nodded to the guards along the eaves, making several mental notes, before carrying on. “Was it as miserable as her reign?” Forceful, binding, tyrannical simply for the sake of oppression?
Based on the other excited portions though, and much easier topics, the grin remained. “Do you want to go there first?” Maybe, simply, for the sake of appeasing curiosity. For some reason he hadn’t expected the next inquiry, though maybe he should’ve, based on who they were. “Yes, but always briefly. So plans could be made for Halo.” If there was any speculation about her alteration in tone, he didn’t voice it, given how Abandoned were treated; he knew. He’d been immersed in it for a long time. “We are working on a weapon at the moment.”
Based on the other excited portions though, and much easier topics, the grin remained. “Do you want to go there first?” Maybe, simply, for the sake of appeasing curiosity. For some reason he hadn’t expected the next inquiry, though maybe he should’ve, based on who they were. “Yes, but always briefly. So plans could be made for Halo.” If there was any speculation about her alteration in tone, he didn’t voice it, given how Abandoned were treated; he knew. He’d been immersed in it for a long time. “We are working on a weapon at the moment.”
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
