DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
The Sword wasn’t one to feel apologetic towards plants - people were lucky if they gained his empathy (and only a select few). Glancing back at the cactus, and beyond its prickly exterior and somewhat sad looking disposition, he could only offer a shrug. “Would it be better in your home?” Figuring most Halo houses to be molded in drier heat, considering the amount of hearths and fires burning. There was always the suggestion of the desert itself too, which they both knew to be a hellhole of its own designation.
As for the inquiry, Deimos nodded, hoping that much was true. Eyes caught along the variety of peppers, with differing hues depending on ripeness, before crouching down again beside a green one, along the end. He figured if he messed this one up, it wouldn’t affect the rest. Earthen incantations opened a modest hollow for him to place the seed within, before closing back up. Within a moment, just as he and Evie had done when snagging at fruit, he purposefully drew the incantations upwards, inspiring, encouraging, a seedling to sprout from the soil.
As for the inquiry, Deimos nodded, hoping that much was true. Eyes caught along the variety of peppers, with differing hues depending on ripeness, before crouching down again beside a green one, along the end. He figured if he messed this one up, it wouldn’t affect the rest. Earthen incantations opened a modest hollow for him to place the seed within, before closing back up. Within a moment, just as he and Evie had done when snagging at fruit, he purposefully drew the incantations upwards, inspiring, encouraging, a seedling to sprout from the soil.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
