DEIMOS
His hands claimed a shovel too, and he dug into the earth, where the folded cloth and its bone containments could have a final resting place – uncertain of what to say, or what to do, beyond laying them down into the loam, and covering them over – giving and granting their remains back to soil and silt. It probably would never be enough. The General's jaw clenched, entire body taut and rigid, too many others funerals flooding through his mind; no thought to his own, a demise in a world that met a similar fate. Perhaps these too would be resurrected, brought back in a different way, a different light, or their souls traversed directly into beyond, and they had no need of second chances or opportunities. Maybe their purposes were fulfilled.A sigh flickered through his frame, and then he rose from his crouch after he buried them, hands ghosting over the dirt, putting it back within its place; the fabric still clutching over the parceled remains, tangled and tethered in the earth with them; a marker, a designation, of something more. He could hear Amun extending another song, far more than Deimos could ever offer – listening to the fitting tunes, the quake in his lungs, the half-healed membranes of scorched pinnacles. Loss and loss, over and over again.
“Thank you again,” he extended to each, palms only extending once more to manifest some markers, indicators of the newfound grave; honoring those thought to be a part of it. “Perhaps in time there will be something else here.” His eyes glanced at Kiada, some portions amused, other contortions merely riddled in worn, rattled outsets. Then to Amun, a tilted head, considerations and curiosity. “I heard you were opening your own pottery shop. Come see me at the Artisan’s Guild if you are interested in joining.” Worth an opportunity for recruitment.
Otherwise, they could be well on their way, their efforts combined into a potent force – between cleaning and funeral processions.
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Feel free to wrap it up! I’ll close it within a day or so!
He was something solid
to lean against
violent and fierce and unmoving
