Deimos
Only after Deimos had cleaned his own plate, with some clearly carved portions and smaller bites for the peryton, did he permit Belial to have any. He listened instead of watching the carnivorous deer devour everything far too quickly – brows furrowing slightly at where trepidations seemed to echo. “Fishing for compliments?” He started first, with a little light humor and a boyish grin, before taking both his dish and her own towards the sink.
It served as a mechanism for drawing out the real thoughts behind these sudden wounds, and what seemed to be prompting them. The Sword had never considered the Harpy to be one undeserving of love; she simply fought in different directions and altercations than so many others. She’d done so in Helovia, Isilme, and Caido; a traditional role of persistence, endurance, and fortitude that carved its niche into her actions. So instead of launching entirely into his own discourse of why she was, he turned on the sink, rinsing the utensils and such off while striving to expose the heart of the matter. “And why do you think that?”
It served as a mechanism for drawing out the real thoughts behind these sudden wounds, and what seemed to be prompting them. The Sword had never considered the Harpy to be one undeserving of love; she simply fought in different directions and altercations than so many others. She’d done so in Helovia, Isilme, and Caido; a traditional role of persistence, endurance, and fortitude that carved its niche into her actions. So instead of launching entirely into his own discourse of why she was, he turned on the sink, rinsing the utensils and such off while striving to expose the heart of the matter. “And why do you think that?”
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.
