DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
Deimos blinked more than once, then narrowed his eyes, aiming to construe the stranger’s words into something that made sense. Case study? Interview? Like question him constantly? He’d likely rather sink into the ground and disappear, eroded by the earth and soil, then have constant attention and inquiries over things he wasn’t truly certain about lobbed at him. An inward grimace took shape, and he wondered if this would be the opportunity to escape – nodding in agreement just to make the notions cease.Except reversals of the portal behavior was still slightly intriguing – even if Deimos had nowhere else to go; Helovia vanquished, Isilme shadowed, and everywhere in between just as murky, others might have yearned to traverse back from where they’d come. “Perhaps you could talk to one of the gods.” A shrug; the only consideration he could note of significance: he couldn’t imagine anyone other than the heralds and deities having enough power to do just that.
Unite and spread the heart apart
