DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
A method to her madness indeed; Deimos had no argument against it – the mere fact she’d even listened and adhered to his request had been baffling. After years and years of no responses, of irreverence, from those lacquered in Helovia, from those withered and decayed in Isilme, and from those here in Caido, the bewilderment, the shock, and the surprise at something other than being blatantly ignored had been enough to warrant some sort of bizarre credence. He’d come out the other side, and for once, hadn’t sunk, hadn’t been defeated, hadn’t failed, hadn’t done anything other than triumph and find another aspect of his being.Which was odd; because he thought he’d known himself fairly well.
Ronin’s confession of missing his old life, of that being from before chiseled and marked far greater than he’d expected. The monolith understood it, the way in which their former lives seemed much greater, much grander, much more than the current. Deimos had more power in Helovia, a greater stance, a more intimidating beacon, a kingdom along his threshold, at his beck and call, hatred, malice, and abhorrence from a lifetime of vengeance and sedition, revolution in his veins, in his lungs, in his soul. To automatically resist. To instantly defy. Half the time he didn’t know what he was here – out of the same depths, but flickering and bounding in different directions, constantly straying away from paths he’d always, eternally taken. “It is understandable.” Because he’d been brought back from death too – bones and soul and essence, for reasons he couldn’t fathom, for purposes he couldn’t quite comprehend. What good had he been? What was the motive? What was the goal? “You do not sound ungrateful,” he shrugged, uncertain if his words or opinion held much worth. “I was brought back too. I died in Helovia.” Succumbed to the measures of his own magic, when death had no more use of its weapon, when the king’s blood seethed and rushed and then ceased. “But there are still things of greater value here.” A rogue smile, like it hadn’t meant to appear, pressed over his mouth and then faded as quickly as it had begun.
Unite and spread the heart apart
