DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
The dragon’s response was enough for Deimos to quell the entire charade before it went too far. “Not today, Belial,” mustered on a sigh – and when the peryton had a sudden shift in audacity, the monolith’s glare was enough to dissuade anything forthcoming. Instead, the little deer sneered and snarled, revealing its fangs in some other haughty dominion, leaving the Sword to wonder how he’d acquired two arrogant companions. But in the same breadth, the beast mustered a low growl, and paraded next to Zuriel, as if she might safeguard him from his own antics.
Before he could muster any further conversation with Seren, he directed his attention to the fledgling. Hello brandished through Attuned filaments, capable of communicating with those bonded, if they yearned to do the same.
Then he could ponder what on earth the demigod was conducting. Arching one brow, he followed her movements, hacking along portions of ice, with the same raptorial manner as a feline might encompass. “I am fine,” prospered from his mouth without further thought, which might’ve been one of the grandest lies he’d ever told (for he certainly wasn’t anywhere close to that announcement). “You? And how did you get here this time?” If she wasn’t using the portals? A brief snort flickered, before rallying back to the ministrations. “What are you doing?” A series of inquiries, apparently.
Before he could muster any further conversation with Seren, he directed his attention to the fledgling. Hello brandished through Attuned filaments, capable of communicating with those bonded, if they yearned to do the same.
Then he could ponder what on earth the demigod was conducting. Arching one brow, he followed her movements, hacking along portions of ice, with the same raptorial manner as a feline might encompass. “I am fine,” prospered from his mouth without further thought, which might’ve been one of the grandest lies he’d ever told (for he certainly wasn’t anywhere close to that announcement). “You? And how did you get here this time?” If she wasn’t using the portals? A brief snort flickered, before rallying back to the ministrations. “What are you doing?” A series of inquiries, apparently.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
