[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

The glimmer turned out to be far less of an enigmatic discovery, and more of a forbearing, ominous warning: skeletal remains, just bones in their final resting place, and his curious features grew more resigned, nonchalant, and reserved. He said naught in particular, thoughts waylaid to Jigano’s statements, having seen hundreds of these in his lifetime, allowing his lantern to continue casting the light until they were finished with whatever necessary procedure or funeral rites. The beast only glanced back at Jigano when directions were forthright, a necessity, the sun shifting away, the cold threatening to ensue. He maneuvered along with them, following pathways again, Zuriel at his side, irritated and annoyed for some reason. The options for their latest traversing followed thereafter, and he merely nodded at Loren’s suggestion, silence embodying his existence now, prepared to accomplish whatever means or task was necessary. Tying his lantern to his bag, he shifted again to an eagle, smaller, an easier fit perhaps, drawing the satchel with him amongst talons, granting Zuriel a look; if she couldn’t manage, he’d find a way for her. For now we stand alone, the world is lost and blown And we are flesh and blood disintegrate with no more to hate