Deimos
Uncertain what to make of the remark, he snorted. In another time and place, there might’ve been some self-deprecating notions to go along with the statement, but he chose to ignore them. Growth and all that. Arching a brow, and turning his head over his shoulder, only to witness the man nearly fall into a second trap, he blinked, allowing one more slow breath to unfurl. “I am Deimos,” solidifying the meager introductions with a swift nod. He’d remember the other’s name too, assembling it in a hoard of others.
But for now, he collected his companions (trusted Zuriel, and had to beckon Belial over with a stern warning), and headed back the way they’d come, intending to return home with their wares and a new, bizarre tale.
{FIN}
But for now, he collected his companions (trusted Zuriel, and had to beckon Belial over with a stern warning), and headed back the way they’d come, intending to return home with their wares and a new, bizarre tale.
{FIN}
what does it mean to look upon a ruin
we are boneless. we are boiling hot blood.
we are boneless. we are boiling hot blood.
