DEIMOS
Unaware of all the scruples and lines walked and drawn, though perhaps he should’ve expected it, given the Flood’s history, he bounced the gloves along his palms again while listening. Haven’t been able to meet any of the big gods made his head tilt, and that Frey didn’t seem concerned – his jaw beginning to do its residual clench.
So it sounded like…nothing, essentially.
Letting out a long and low breath that ended up billowing along the water in bubbles, he reserved the judgement that yearned to cling to his mind. You do not have to meet with the big gods to get something done – we only did so with Rae for the springs. For void-related things, anyway. And if Frey wasn't bothered, perhaps all the reason to strive for something else. Pausing, remaining calmly neutral because King’s End was not his jurisdiction and that advice was the only one he was going to give…How are you separating them? Like some kind of natural border? Walls?
So it sounded like…nothing, essentially.
Letting out a long and low breath that ended up billowing along the water in bubbles, he reserved the judgement that yearned to cling to his mind. You do not have to meet with the big gods to get something done – we only did so with Rae for the springs. For void-related things, anyway. And if Frey wasn't bothered, perhaps all the reason to strive for something else. Pausing, remaining calmly neutral because King’s End was not his jurisdiction and that advice was the only one he was going to give…How are you separating them? Like some kind of natural border? Walls?
who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
we have always been deep, restless souls
we have always been deep, restless souls
