it's gonna be hard, but you have to start

Deimos It didn’t take long for Eira to find them – cast about beside waves, staring over the surf and swell. Relenting and relinquishing to memories long since passed, occupying a space and time in his mind of another world and another life. The griffin’s presence caused a brief snort (and some wild, chaotic screech from Belial), assuring to send a message along to Cordelia, and they could be off to meet up once more. Swift changes and alterations, with the unknown basking over them once more. They could make plans all they wanted, but until information (and ensuring Sah was still well) was extended, there was no telling what had occurred over the stretch and span of Deepfrost and its accompanying LongNight. Flowerbirth had always been a herald of alterations in some regards; the Sword expected no different in this interval. They threaded and wound their way alongside the volcano and its ashen depiction – a furrowing of his brows to glance upwards at it, and then dismissing the notions entirely when he spotted Noah and Sah further ahead. With companions dutifully at his side, his stride extended, and they joined the small gathering soon thereafter; with a nod and a studying, scrutinizing glance towards the Halovian. "Sah," with a nod, and a content grin to follow suit. Out of sight and out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime