DEIMOS
the resurrected sword
Nothing more and nothing left, a nod granted and given amongst and amidst the pile of regrets and rue accumulated. Desperation for action, for movement, for motion towards things he knew and understood, amplified along the current – though he stared back at the sea for a moment longer, lingering in its thread, its tread, before the surrender to the mountains grew all the more imminent. By way of acknowledgment and partings, the beast rendered the forging of attuned connections, the familiar rumble exuding through his chest, and extended back towards the Flood. If I do not see before then, have a decent Deepfrost. Torchline would likely manage that at least. Thank you again for the help.
Then as the dragon took to the sky, the General took to the sands and portals, winding his way back home with more supplies and stock for the foretold road ahead.
{FIN}
Then as the dragon took to the sky, the General took to the sands and portals, winding his way back home with more supplies and stock for the foretold road ahead.
{FIN}
under the bludgeonings of chance
my head is bloody, but unbowed
my head is bloody, but unbowed