Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
There were waves of bewilderment; why she’d brought the babies all the way out here, and then measures of relief. Safe and sound, for the most part, if they continued to ignore the emotional scars and the patterns he’d yet to name, yet to truly see. The Sword didn’t bend to anything else, permitting her his strong shoulders and might for another moment, a fixture in time, before everything else collided and careened. His eyes ghosted over the forms of the sleeping children while she seemed to crumble; picking her up, bringing her along, back towards the infants –
More might’ve been said, might’ve been extended, might’ve been upheld or asked, had another not immediately descended.
A strange complexity stole over his brows as the manticore appeared; as if working out the machinations in his head, as if pondering more reasons, more multitudes, until some modicum of understanding must’ve passed through. A release, and he backed away from all of them, nothing coating his features now, save for an arch of a brow in Hotaru’s direction. As if several sudden, overwhelming clarities came to light, all bombarding into senses and minds.
Remi, by introduction, a cool and calm contrast, a sigh on the brim of anger, confusion, and distress intermingling through bonds and attuned adornments.
More might’ve been said, might’ve been extended, might’ve been upheld or asked, had another not immediately descended.
A strange complexity stole over his brows as the manticore appeared; as if working out the machinations in his head, as if pondering more reasons, more multitudes, until some modicum of understanding must’ve passed through. A release, and he backed away from all of them, nothing coating his features now, save for an arch of a brow in Hotaru’s direction. As if several sudden, overwhelming clarities came to light, all bombarding into senses and minds.
Remi, by introduction, a cool and calm contrast, a sigh on the brim of anger, confusion, and distress intermingling through bonds and attuned adornments.
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look them right in the eyes?
DEIMOS
