We're lost in the space between
who we are and all that we're trying to be
who we are and all that we're trying to be
The chill was traded for starlight, pervading and surrounding the room, and he unfurled a long, slow breath at the essence of it. Standing taut and straight, he followed the pinpoints of celestial embodiment until his gaze landed firmly on Safrin, and he returned her warm smile.
He managed to summon another inhalation at her accord and agreement, brow arching slightly, pondering if she was waiting for the reasoning – but it would come out in the following inquiry and speech. “Busy,” first and foremost, with a wry grin settling along the corner of his mouth. “But active and thriving,” given over with a note of pride in his voice – content with how the land had prospered since the war.
DEIMOS
Stop trying to show how to save our souls
It takes dying to know
How to live as ghosts
It takes dying to know
How to live as ghosts
