DEIMOS
He wasn’t at all surprised by the guard’s terse, short response, nor the sentiments behind it. He’d been amongst the same at one point or another. So the Sword granted a short nod, and backed away, a few strokes off into the distance, until there was a safer threshold amongst the clear, open water, the city safely in the background.
It is fine. No harsh feelings, no rancorous ends, no judgements towards any of it – especially not the younger one, who merely seemed determined and inquisitive, as they’d all been in days not spent by angst and derision. The notions of the venture changing though gave him pause, and his head tilted back towards her – brow arching at all the other possibilities. While the coral and shipwreck could be infinitely fascinating, it was the last portion that gave over to more curious antics. You have a shrine down here? Deimos supposed it made sense – if they were aligned with the Old Gods in some manner.
It is fine. No harsh feelings, no rancorous ends, no judgements towards any of it – especially not the younger one, who merely seemed determined and inquisitive, as they’d all been in days not spent by angst and derision. The notions of the venture changing though gave him pause, and his head tilted back towards her – brow arching at all the other possibilities. While the coral and shipwreck could be infinitely fascinating, it was the last portion that gave over to more curious antics. You have a shrine down here? Deimos supposed it made sense – if they were aligned with the Old Gods in some manner.
who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
we have always been deep, restless souls
we have always been deep, restless souls
