DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
It turned out this way was much more efficient – despite the hellhound barely keeping up with the motoring moose. Perhaps it finally came together when Sah’s dagger was flung, straight into the massive beast’s opposing shoulder. An immediate limp went into the juvenile’s movements, permitting time for Deimos to reach out, snag, lock, his jaws around portions of windpipe. The moose staggered, going down to its knees, and the canine waited patiently, as air began to run out; slowly, slowly, slowly.
He’d heard the I’m good, just bruise portion, and so had Zuriel. Wise, courageous, and very imperious, the mare motioned forward, coasting along the ice and snow as if she owned it, slightly amused at the younger man’s question. If she were in a worse mood, she might’ve teased or taunted him for it; but instead, there was a slight tilting of her head, before it was bowed. The horn glowed, ethereal and effervescent, into the air – presiding, providing, stitching seams and mending proportions, working diligently over the press of mauled ribcages.
He’d heard the I’m good, just bruise portion, and so had Zuriel. Wise, courageous, and very imperious, the mare motioned forward, coasting along the ice and snow as if she owned it, slightly amused at the younger man’s question. If she were in a worse mood, she might’ve teased or taunted him for it; but instead, there was a slight tilting of her head, before it was bowed. The horn glowed, ethereal and effervescent, into the air – presiding, providing, stitching seams and mending proportions, working diligently over the press of mauled ribcages.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
