Deimos
life shivers, melts, moves on
the pain says I have come for you
the pain says I have come for you
“We should take what we have while we are ahead,” he snorted and nodded, rather than admitting the rainbows were besting them in some bizarre and ridiculous facets. Snagging at his jars and collecting them into his bag of holding, he also grabbed at his mirrors, figuring they could always use them for future collecting intervals, or any other machinations. “We can go home,” he nodded again, waiting for Sah to finish up, rainbow-mauled and all, and make their way back across tundra lines, towards Citadel spires, where they could be placed safely and securely amidst their brethren. Until the time was right.
{FIN}
{FIN}
your chest is a wall of fire; you pick torches
