[DROP] ar hyd y nos

Deimos It was a song again – curled and lilting, haunting and coiled, deep in the recesses of his mind, even as he opted to sway away from it. How many times had he tried to not be heralded by a siren endeavor, and still managed to wander into its midst anyway? Was it worth the effort to balk and resist again, knowing full well, eventually, his curiosity would win over the machinations, calculations, and coldblooded experiences? Already meandering along the outskirts of the Hollowed Grounds, Zuriel gave him the flattest look a unicorn could muster or convey. So they ventured in, following, further and further, breaking the law and the contracts and everything else in between – whether it was indifference, ignorance, or irreverence hardly mattered, he’d stepped amidst all of them, still a seditious piece of the background – the unicorn following him. His eyes caught the waterfall, the blood-hued pool blending amidst the small crowd forming, and held his breath, nodding towards Remi, Ronin, and Jiao, uncertain what they’d see, what they’d encounter, or what lurked beyond. Out of sight and out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime