DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
The soft smile given in return ensured his presumptions lingered – eyes narrowing only in mild, feigned suspicion, before his own mouth curled into something fond and amused. The Grounds moving forward, rather than a listlessness borne from the war, was enough – the second response prompting a loud snort from the Sword, but he didn’t snag at the dangling threads. “Makes sense,” he gave instead, the arched brow remaining. “I should return home, but I can find you after LongNight,” by which he’d have news to share of his own.
After hugs and a minor sharing of more snacks from his pockets, the Warden departed as promised, far more content than the initial outset of the journey.
{FIN <3}
After hugs and a minor sharing of more snacks from his pockets, the Warden departed as promised, far more content than the initial outset of the journey.
{FIN <3}
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
