DEIMOS
His gaze lifted back to the movements and motions of the earth around them, staring across the landscape of cobblestones, ruins, debris, and makeshift lives coming out of the chaos, the decay. How they persisted, how they endured, how they fortified, how they persevered, how much they’d all seen already, and yet still had more to go. But together and happy sounded better than nothing at all – content while the rest of the world lived on, as they should’ve been. As it kept revolving and evolving, as he strived not to be stuck in the mire and muck of his own making; patterns of grief and anguish, to be a stagnant monster in the multitude, laboring onward in thought but not in mind.
Hand still clasped, marching along avenues, roads, and streets, home looming in the distance, along outskirts, the inquiry presented towards him wasn’t something he’d ever been immersed within. The beast had never been overtly religious; sedition, irreverence, and iniquity had been more of his acclaim and accord, the gods and himself readily ignoring and detached from one another equally. The only times he’d ever addressed one was the God of Time, and because it was customary as the reigning monarch. His attempts at communicating with any of them to save those he cherished had gone eerily silent. So he’d ceased.
“I am not certain,” was the first response, as his brow furrowed in thought. “We had gods, but their jurisdiction was the sun, moon, earth, and time. I think some believed we would either go to heaven, to be amongst the deities, or hell, consigned to oblivion.” Based on their decisions, on their actions. “I assumed I would always go to the latter,” a shrug to his shoulders, as she knew what he’d done. His transgressions had been numerous, purposeful, protective, but licentious and contemptuous a majority of the time. “But I do not remember anything from the moments after I died.” His gaze shifted down to her for a moment or two, before sliding back as their home came into view. So he couldn’t say otherwise; whether he’d been sent to the furthest reaches of the abyss, or nothingness in general. Which only made him mull over other possibilities, of beings he’d long since lost. Would they be able to find their way to Mort’s realm? Or were they trapped in those worlds, destroyed and gone? He didn’t voice it, not yet, attempting to pinpoint exactly how to ask it.
Hand still clasped, marching along avenues, roads, and streets, home looming in the distance, along outskirts, the inquiry presented towards him wasn’t something he’d ever been immersed within. The beast had never been overtly religious; sedition, irreverence, and iniquity had been more of his acclaim and accord, the gods and himself readily ignoring and detached from one another equally. The only times he’d ever addressed one was the God of Time, and because it was customary as the reigning monarch. His attempts at communicating with any of them to save those he cherished had gone eerily silent. So he’d ceased.
“I am not certain,” was the first response, as his brow furrowed in thought. “We had gods, but their jurisdiction was the sun, moon, earth, and time. I think some believed we would either go to heaven, to be amongst the deities, or hell, consigned to oblivion.” Based on their decisions, on their actions. “I assumed I would always go to the latter,” a shrug to his shoulders, as she knew what he’d done. His transgressions had been numerous, purposeful, protective, but licentious and contemptuous a majority of the time. “But I do not remember anything from the moments after I died.” His gaze shifted down to her for a moment or two, before sliding back as their home came into view. So he couldn’t say otherwise; whether he’d been sent to the furthest reaches of the abyss, or nothingness in general. Which only made him mull over other possibilities, of beings he’d long since lost. Would they be able to find their way to Mort’s realm? Or were they trapped in those worlds, destroyed and gone? He didn’t voice it, not yet, attempting to pinpoint exactly how to ask it.
i'm in the mood to dissolve in the sky
