DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
His hand went to Zuriel’s muzzle, then upwards, scratching underneath her forelock, before Lilly bounded over, and his attention was sought elsewhere. While Belial swooped and dove around above, the Sword crouched down, inviting pats from the growing companion – permitting himself mere moments of solitude and conviction in the simplicity of the instance. Maybe these would eventually be all he had left. Everything else gone and funneled away by action after action, by claw after claw.
He glanced upward, while trying to dig through his pockets for buried treats, pondering over challenges. “Could always find an ursur,” was followed by a grin; he’d yet to wander towards a frost giant, and with inexperience on both of their sides in those particulars, today was not that day.
The Sword only rounded away from Lilly at Sah’s newfound inspection, narrowing his eyes, striving to pierce together some intellect. “I have not seen it out here before.” A breath, a curl, a coil of something else bolstered, and his stare lingered outward, across the tundra. “Would it have come from the Climb?” Or the opposing mountains, though he didn’t know much of them at all.
He glanced upward, while trying to dig through his pockets for buried treats, pondering over challenges. “Could always find an ursur,” was followed by a grin; he’d yet to wander towards a frost giant, and with inexperience on both of their sides in those particulars, today was not that day.
The Sword only rounded away from Lilly at Sah’s newfound inspection, narrowing his eyes, striving to pierce together some intellect. “I have not seen it out here before.” A breath, a curl, a coil of something else bolstered, and his stare lingered outward, across the tundra. “Would it have come from the Climb?” Or the opposing mountains, though he didn’t know much of them at all.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
