DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
At this point Deimos thought about mentioning his fire capabilities, and then remembered he’d also burned down a building. So after some consideration, he left that juncture out, and nodded. “I will try,” would have to suffice, with the slightest of a Cheshire grin. But Sah took the warning amicably, and he watched as the rest of his gathered things were moved into a corner far, far away from his presence. Understandable.
“I think I will have to do it in pieces.” In components, rather than the whole thing materializing in front of them. Then they could fit and piece the structure together, and hopefully, in the end, it would run sufficiently. Much like when he’d constructed his catapults. At first, he began with the bigger adornments – the walls of the cast iron, building and brewing and concocting between his hands, until the outline began to coordinate and detail along the floor. The gilded palms smoothly, efficiently, created what had been established on the parchment, and within his head, carefully and meticulously sculpted into the air, until it was rendered tangible against the kitchen wall. Like a skeleton, lacking the structure within, but it was a start. “You could entertain me while I worked,” he mused, the smile still there, though more strained and less apt as he focused. “I could use some more jokes.”
“I think I will have to do it in pieces.” In components, rather than the whole thing materializing in front of them. Then they could fit and piece the structure together, and hopefully, in the end, it would run sufficiently. Much like when he’d constructed his catapults. At first, he began with the bigger adornments – the walls of the cast iron, building and brewing and concocting between his hands, until the outline began to coordinate and detail along the floor. The gilded palms smoothly, efficiently, created what had been established on the parchment, and within his head, carefully and meticulously sculpted into the air, until it was rendered tangible against the kitchen wall. Like a skeleton, lacking the structure within, but it was a start. “You could entertain me while I worked,” he mused, the smile still there, though more strained and less apt as he focused. “I could use some more jokes.”
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
