DEIMOS
the fire can't touch me
for I have burned too many times
for I have burned too many times
Agreements in rectifying boldness earned a juvenile grin across his lips, when they weren’t they distracted by other things. But presumptions and impudence from other lands could wait for a little while longer – the lashing he’d given likely to be enough for the time being – for other intrepid, audacious motions were unwinding in shameless and brazen distinction (ones he welcomed openly). There might have been an abrupt snort as she altered in her stance – time effectively gone for political matters, and exactly where he’d teased and taunted before. “Fine,” was the only stance thereafter on one final act of defiance, before all discussions materialized away amidst the cascades and droplets; there were far better echoes and sounds to achieve.
{FIN}
{FIN}
the sea can't harm me
for I have been drowning all my life
for I have been drowning all my life
