DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
Outlanders as a whole had been regarded with bitterness, with rancor, with a level of suspicion, especially a year or so before. He’d understood and hadn’t scalded, hadn’t seethed, hadn’t driven any rage into the caustic stances – had attempted to find some measure of go-between, a place where they could be helpful, assisting, without fumbling through the Naturals’ order of things, the balance, the traditions. It’d all been driven and fumbled back when the Spire Monster disaster had marked and sketched, and seemingly dissipated when Zariah had claimed her leadership, all of them assimilating into their version of tirades against a tyrant. They’d all tried to find their way – because they hadn’t been asked to come, because they’d been snagged from their regions of worlds, places, and times – strived, tried to find a foothold too. Maybe there were still glimmers of abhorrence, or less and less, as lands and kingdoms gave way to other things entirely, when these Naturals realized there was more than just the Hollowed Grounds: wealth of knowledge, of sagacity, of capabilities, beyond the realm they’d been stuck within. There were other experiences that mattered, there were other storms to settle within, there were other glimmers of life. If this irked or irritated, then it was all the part of the pattern.
His eyes left the settlement’s rogue shadows and the push of the sun steadily rising, flickering down to the ground, to his bag with its stores and wares for celebrations he’d never fully understand. The story of Zariah loomed to a close, at least here, rising again only when she reappeared along the crags of Halo. “There was a notice one day stating she had a secret mission. She departed, and left Edrei as her Queen. It all unraveled from one monarch to the next after that.” An absolute joke, really; their little act of rebellion nothing against the tirades of anger within stones and irritation, rankling, flaring tempers and reckless, rapacious decisions. Titles and thrones passed over from one individual to the next, and truly only ceasing now, for the moment, with their counsel in place. As far as the Merciless though, he didn’t know what occurred on the other side. “Did she just appear in Halo one day?”
Unite and spread the heart apart
