Deimos
For now seemed about right; a recognizable manner for both of them, entirely capable of altering their calm convictions for bouts of bedlam and chaos. So instead of delving deeper into potential mischief, he nodded. “Yes, though I am walking back through due to some rumor circulating about walking palms.” He shrugged his shoulders, then held up the outlined sketch of what another citizen of Torchline had depicted; rough strokes of what seemed to be a tree with roots for legs. The beast might’ve harkened into some range of disbelief, had he not encountered slews of other bizarre creatures Rae had imparted into the world.
He walked forward only so she didn’t have to meander from the shrine setting for too long, not intending to derail her mission. “What did you bring for Ghilio?” Her touch along his cheek caused a snort, and he boyishly, brotherly, blew air back into her features. “Been busy, but well.” The way he liked it – restless energy contorting for measures with Halo and his friends, rather than wearing it apprehensively. “And you? How are the trainings going?”
He walked forward only so she didn’t have to meander from the shrine setting for too long, not intending to derail her mission. “What did you bring for Ghilio?” Her touch along his cheek caused a snort, and he boyishly, brotherly, blew air back into her features. “Been busy, but well.” The way he liked it – restless energy contorting for measures with Halo and his friends, rather than wearing it apprehensively. “And you? How are the trainings going?”
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.
