Deimos
A mulish thought contorted in his head – and while he kept them all there, the mind still whirled. There were so many more people than just Remi. Everyone had abilities – whether it be through channeling, their own incantations and shifts, the fire emblazoned in their souls – that perhaps it didn’t have to be the toughest or the strongest this time around. Maybe it would be down to the most clever and cunning, those who could outsmart rather than simply withstand and endure. There were too many options to sink their heads into sand or snow and simply quit; let the world churn and burn them over when something became tough. “There will be something,” he insisted again, because they’d keep striving.
Lowering the plate of food to the peryton, the deer immediately began to devour the ningo, and the Sword glanced back at Kiada, shrugging. “It could have been.” He didn’t know the exact timeframe either, and hadn’t asked. As long as he’d treated Kiada well was all that mattered within the interim – and he went about skulking through the kitchen again, ensuring the fire was roaring behind her. “Are you hungry?”
Lowering the plate of food to the peryton, the deer immediately began to devour the ningo, and the Sword glanced back at Kiada, shrugging. “It could have been.” He didn’t know the exact timeframe either, and hadn’t asked. As long as he’d treated Kiada well was all that mattered within the interim – and he went about skulking through the kitchen again, ensuring the fire was roaring behind her. “Are you hungry?”
what does it mean to look upon a ruin
we are boneless. we are boiling hot blood.
we are boneless. we are boiling hot blood.
