[PQ] In What Distant Deeps

D e i m o s

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

An avid listener, he managed to cease an impending eyeroll in regards to Zariah and her getting something done. Oh, she’d accomplished many things in her short reign, including tyranny and inspiring rebellions, but he gave none of that any particular voice, not bothering to cut across the void of all the follies, all the trials, all the tribulations that had been laden underneath those overbearing sanctions and frictions. It wasn’t worth reliving. Instead he loosened the briefest of sighs as they were all clustered back together, as he shifted back into his human form, eyes cast in the various directions, Zuriel at his side with another haughty flip of her head. True to Jigano’s prediction, he ignored the banter altogether, gaze catching over where Amalia drifted, lifting his lantern so the light spread further into the reaches and regions. He maneuvered closer, his answer in movement and motion, following after leopard sanctions and curiosities, the bright sheen laden along the wall. For now we stand alone, the world is lost and blown And we are flesh and blood disintegrate with no more to hate