DEIMOS
The Sword’s mind contorted and coiled too, directions pinpointing into different locations, before his mind ultimately calculated the probabilities and parameters. What about at the Miana Pool? The tide was slower there, much calmer, and whatever he managed to tie down would probably remain secured along the rocks, undisturbed and unbothered. He’d be capable of making a rope long enough to settle into the water with little issue.
Once granting his suggestion, he pondered over hers – giving her an opportunity to veto the notion. Or we can search for another. Were there any other spots? He could think of various isles, but they were often bewitching chords, and tended to alter and change; making their goals more difficult than necessary. I could make a jar of some sort. And the messages within could remain waterproof.
Once granting his suggestion, he pondered over hers – giving her an opportunity to veto the notion. Or we can search for another. Were there any other spots? He could think of various isles, but they were often bewitching chords, and tended to alter and change; making their goals more difficult than necessary. I could make a jar of some sort. And the messages within could remain waterproof.
who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
we have always been deep, restless souls
we have always been deep, restless souls
