Deimos
Caido politics were vastly different from Helovia or Isilme’s, and he wasn’t certain how to feel about them – other than being dragged into them despite his initial intentions. Perhaps resentful of all the aspects, so he could only shrug his shoulders and glare at the nearby trees. “Out of our control, unfortunately,” and then he stuck his tongue out at her, as if this would appease things.
She knew well enough to tempt him with food, so relenting to the notions weren’t a horrific state. “Fine.” The Thief position would’ve been a more formidable approach, had they been in the midst of war again. A semblance for the future, if anymore turmoil immersed and unraveled.
From there, they could take to the skies, scouting for walking trees and mischief.
{FIN}
She knew well enough to tempt him with food, so relenting to the notions weren’t a horrific state. “Fine.” The Thief position would’ve been a more formidable approach, had they been in the midst of war again. A semblance for the future, if anymore turmoil immersed and unraveled.
From there, they could take to the skies, scouting for walking trees and mischief.
{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.
