DEIMOS
The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates
The thunder of the drums dictates
This wasn’t the apartment he’d furnished in the barracks; but it was something. Shelter, for a little while. Sanctuary, a roof over his head, while he contemplated sedition and rebellion. Nothingness, for when he craved a void.
Before the fire, legs stretched out, calm and pragmatic, churning away the seething into something more productive. A sharpening of knives and blades, sliding them along the whetstone, then setting them aside for the next one. Zuriel had already claimed her favored spot by the fireplace, and Belial sauntered along, poking at holes in the woodwork. A modest tranquility, with naught much else to savor.
The rise in the peryton’s head, and his swiveling ears, indicated something else was coming, and he only had a moment to lean forward, when Hotaru rushed in through the door. Eyes narrowed, pulse rising, he sighed at the urgency, at the zealousness, at something else heightening the war drums in his ears. A low rumble, and he followed suit, leaving his chair to shut the door behind her. “What is it?” What else had occurred now?
Before the fire, legs stretched out, calm and pragmatic, churning away the seething into something more productive. A sharpening of knives and blades, sliding them along the whetstone, then setting them aside for the next one. Zuriel had already claimed her favored spot by the fireplace, and Belial sauntered along, poking at holes in the woodwork. A modest tranquility, with naught much else to savor.
The rise in the peryton’s head, and his swiveling ears, indicated something else was coming, and he only had a moment to lean forward, when Hotaru rushed in through the door. Eyes narrowed, pulse rising, he sighed at the urgency, at the zealousness, at something else heightening the war drums in his ears. A low rumble, and he followed suit, leaving his chair to shut the door behind her. “What is it?” What else had occurred now?
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead
The rising of the horns, ahead
