[KQ] What Lies Beneath

D e i m o s

Send a heartbeat to the void that cries through you
Relive the pictures that have come to pass

At his initial glance towards the rectangles, he was instantly reminded of books – open, wide, imagining papers brushed by in the breeze – but it was the other sketches and scrawls across the walls that drew him forward. The rushing sound of water continued to escalate, listening to Jigano’s notion of the same sounds below the Spire; the running rapids churning below. While the General continued peering at the objects, he nodded his acceptance of the lantern within his bag, then layered his attention back to their current threshold. There was something tugging at him, attempting to make sense of the etchings, the blockade of bones leaving behind clues, possibilities, and potential. His brow didn’t furrow, but eyes opened wider, striving to understand or comprehend the bigger picture, the means, the notions of the bizarre shades. Only when Kiada announced her notions, did he begin to see a tangible line, feline-gaze sweeping over to the next slate of plausible words. If they continued on the Harpy’s distinction, assembling number word between the outpost letters - “Weighty?” His fingers stretched and ghosted over the W_Y contortions, not touching; only applying prospective outlines. -- Deimos guesses the word to be ‘Weighty’ between the W_Y, based on Kiada’s guess, and following the pattern of a number word within (eight). Permission from Odd and Charks to post ahead! For now we stand alone, the world is lost and blown And we are flesh and blood disintegrate with no more to hate