DEIMOS
what tried to destroy you
didn't have the strength
didn't have the strength
Would he describe the experience as fun? It took him a moment to thread through the parameters and conditions – especially since it hadn’t been his choice. Control had always been a strong foundation to his entity and existence; grasping the concept, often avariciously so, in order to secure some level of measure, machination, and composure. “Not so much entertaining, as surprising. Bewildering.” It’d had taken a few moments to get their bearings. Had he not been in that region before, and had some directional intuition, then there could’ve been far larger issues at stake. His brows furrowed at her claim, pondering over the matter. “This seemed random.” And illogical at best. The fact that he didn’t know what triggered it still rankled down the edges of his spine.
Another mystery in the world of Caido.
Treeflits weren’t something he’d heard of either, and there was an instant where he wondered if he should be jotting down notes for the guild, or merely conjuring it from memory later on. “What is a treeflit?” His first notions from the anglings of imagination were some kind of goblin – given the measure of attempted theft. A rather juvenile grin followed on the proportion of the animal striving to take something of Hotaru’s; as if it was a semblance to taunt and tease about later.
The question instigated a round of laughter, and he shook his head, reeling his eyes back to the Basin. “I will not give away her secrets.” Or reasons behind potency, behind power, behind sentiments surrounding rage, vengeance, and the similar ilks of vehemence – not when he had them just the same. “But there are complexities to every person.”
Another mystery in the world of Caido.
Treeflits weren’t something he’d heard of either, and there was an instant where he wondered if he should be jotting down notes for the guild, or merely conjuring it from memory later on. “What is a treeflit?” His first notions from the anglings of imagination were some kind of goblin – given the measure of attempted theft. A rather juvenile grin followed on the proportion of the animal striving to take something of Hotaru’s; as if it was a semblance to taunt and tease about later.
The question instigated a round of laughter, and he shook his head, reeling his eyes back to the Basin. “I will not give away her secrets.” Or reasons behind potency, behind power, behind sentiments surrounding rage, vengeance, and the similar ilks of vehemence – not when he had them just the same. “But there are complexities to every person.”
still you stand
sturdy and smelling of smoke
sturdy and smelling of smoke
