DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
“I do not.” Admittedly, one could presume it was simply another natural phenomenon – a tweak in the weather, due to Frey or Rae, or some other anomaly. “Maybe this has happened before, and someone has documented it.” Likely neither Outlander had lived long enough in Caido to bear witness to such an event – but maybe another had.
Another breath unfurled, calm and composed, frame and figure content with the familiar, beating drums of skirmishes and duels. As Darkeye slid down, the Sword nearly snorted – seeing the ramming head coming towards his gut. In another time or place he might’ve laughed, but instead, took the moment to merely side-step out of the way – quick, a sense of ease complying with his straightening shoulders. From there, he shifted, turning his spear towards Darkeye’s wide, open back.
Another breath unfurled, calm and composed, frame and figure content with the familiar, beating drums of skirmishes and duels. As Darkeye slid down, the Sword nearly snorted – seeing the ramming head coming towards his gut. In another time or place he might’ve laughed, but instead, took the moment to merely side-step out of the way – quick, a sense of ease complying with his straightening shoulders. From there, he shifted, turning his spear towards Darkeye’s wide, open back.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
