I carried my own ashes to the mountains
Frey’s appearance came along after some time – enough for the Sword to wonder if they’d errored in some way – but once the deity surveyed their offerings and granted their inquiries, the Warden could ease a breath through his chest. “Thank you,” which he always meant, even with the quip about Safrin (taking care not to glance down at his bracelet for the moment).
Listening and attending to the notions at hand, he made a mental list, inwardly pondering over the sentiments of catching rainbows, but indulging in a smile regardless. A colorful wake above Halo may not have been what he’d imagined or conspired, but at as long as it protected and defended, it wouldn’t matter the hue. “We will see you soon.” With that promise, they could depart, with tasks and actions set to be completed.
{FIN <3}
Listening and attending to the notions at hand, he made a mental list, inwardly pondering over the sentiments of catching rainbows, but indulging in a smile regardless. A colorful wake above Halo may not have been what he’d imagined or conspired, but at as long as it protected and defended, it wouldn’t matter the hue. “We will see you soon.” With that promise, they could depart, with tasks and actions set to be completed.
{FIN <3}
DEIMOS
