DEIMOS
Deimos, unfortunately for probably everyone involved, had no idea that he was the last one remaining. Perhaps too suspicious, too meticulous, too scrupulous in his decisions, the methodical approach not winning in these circumstances, the fire and its prevailing light told him nothing. Dousing the flames, because it was likely no one wanted him to accidentally set the place ablaze (no need for history to repeat itself), the beast sighed, irritating by enigmas. He narrowed his eyes and thought about sneering at the thing, but then eventually realized he’d simply have to give in – too used to fault lines, to perils, to things poised for danger (even in the notion of words written upon paper) – reaching forward to grasp, hold, and tug on the tome.He was something solid
to lean against
violent and fierce and unmoving
