DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Deimos half-shrugged, half-smirked, fully aware that Sah’s statement was wholly possible. It wasn’t fending off monsters, it wasn’t hissing towards the Voice’s wake, and it wasn’t embarking on a trial, but it was sure to be its own brand of tribulations. But the Sword’s creation adornments, fire filaments, and everything else notched and loaded in between should suffice, and he likely wouldn’t burn Sah’s residence to the ground.
It had happened before.
As far as starting, the temporary Warden eyed the stack of paperwork, and the list of meetings yet to happen. While the temptation to simply leave, fly out the window, and descend into more entertaining endeavors was right there, poignant and in the front contortions of his mind, duty came first. Even if it was one he’d never wanted. “At your domicile, I would assume.” His sharp stare drew back to Sah, head tilted a fraction. “Where are you located?”
It had happened before.
As far as starting, the temporary Warden eyed the stack of paperwork, and the list of meetings yet to happen. While the temptation to simply leave, fly out the window, and descend into more entertaining endeavors was right there, poignant and in the front contortions of his mind, duty came first. Even if it was one he’d never wanted. “At your domicile, I would assume.” His sharp stare drew back to Sah, head tilted a fraction. “Where are you located?”
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
