Back to the fuchsia

cover you when the sky comes crashing in

The entrance to Frey’s Breath seemed relatively clear, but it might’ve been easy to walk by a flower as eyes were drawn to waters, pools, and plumes, rather than petals. Or the bath further on, clearly containing blood.

Deimos remained focused on the task at hand, but couldn’t quite let the other sentiments fade away into the backdrop. Within a few moments, his palms glowed in a gilded, golden formation, before a piece of paper, with very specific rendering of Dorian, description and picture in precise detail, conformed into the air. Then he passed it over to Sunjata. Just so you know what he looks like. I am not certain if we should post them to notice boards or not. Maybe wait – until they both had regions secured.

DEIMOS

SUNJATA

isn't it funny?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?

Another attempt as they round back toward the entrance of Frey’s Breath - Sunjata taking a moment to use his water magic to part the bubbling, hot ripples of the hot springs briefly before loosening his hold to focus on Deimos’ magic. The piece of paper appears and Sunjata takes it, scanning it with a quiet nod before placing it in the bag of holding slung around his shoulders.

We could wait until everything’s clear? He suggests, though his nose wrinkles at the idea. My noticeboard won’t been in the protection zone, though, so maybe I can make a smaller one. Or maybe it wouldn’t matter if most people were safe behind the comfort of the Barrow’s protection.

if we could light up the room with pain,
we'd be such a glorious fire

cover you when the sky comes crashing in

That is what I plan to do, and then reaching out to the fellow gardeners, though Evie was first and foremost in between those tides. The coast may never be wholly clear, not with Vox intermingling amidst them too, but passing things along by word of mouth would satisfy in the interim.

His own nose wrinkled at the Sunjata’s following notions, head tilting. What part are you protecting? King’s End had a certain encompassing threshold – so while the Sword and many Halovians always had the Citadel to return to for certain safety, the Flood’s sovereign held living space for anyone and everyone in vastly expanding tides. Unfortunately, that meant it was a bit tougher to relish sanctity when citizens could be all across it.

DEIMOS

SUNJATA

isn't it funny?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?

Yeah, good plan. Sunjata murmurs as he continues the search, the frustration of coming up empty time and time again starting to fall into something more akin to expectation. Why remain being frustrated with the results when they were all doing their best to try to find the elusive flowers?

As for King’s End? It sounds like we’ve decided to do the Barrows. That way we have a space completely safe from creatures and the Family. But.. It was a hard choice. Protecting that or the South. Which encompassed the merchants in the Boondocks, the town and Skyport in Mourn. I’ll need to try and get my hands on another rock for it. He tacks on with a sigh as he looks around once more.

if we could light up the room with pain,
we'd be such a glorious fire

cover you when the sky comes crashing in

The nothingness, save for the pools themselves, irked a little. Eventually, something was bound to surmise, but the waiting game, the tireless venture of coming back through again and again when they could be doing multitudes of other things, began to wear.

Only permitting a sigh to slip through, he nodded at the other inclusions. I would like to do the same for the Tundra, though it would have to wait until next year. Shrugging his shoulders, because by then they should’ve had the Citadel secured and locked down in shelter circumstances, they were both in the same boat for those semblances. We can probably grab more on the next Starfall trip.

But before then, they’d have to wind their way out of the springs themselves, empty handed, save for information at their disposal.

[FIN]

DEIMOS