[PQ] [se] chasing horizon lines

yet my blood renders me a King

Sah nods at Deimos' words and reaches a hand up to squeeze Hotaru's in return. Words fail him but he too takes a moment to eye the spot where the daemon once stood. The mood is grim for them all and the youngest Abandoned feels his heart weighed down with the situation.

The idea that Lilly had the potential to face such a fate made something in him tremble. No companion could ever deserve this, especially not his pup. Said wolf gave her bonded a small lick on the hand in comfort, waves of affection and soothing warmth radiating through their bond.

Sah sighs and gives the spot one last look before turning to the others, "Good work to you two as well. We should get going." As he turns away, he whispers under his breath, hoping that the daemon hears him, "I hope you're with them once more and have found rest."

Sah

if you don't terrify people a little then what's the point

Prayers, both silent and heard, pressed into a scorched earth. Perhaps now wasn’t the time for melancholy, not when their first hunt had ensured no one was harmed, that everyone had been guarded and secured. Not when it had been purposeful, no mindless slaughter, but ensuring another had found some solitude and repose out of all this chaos.

But all of them had experienced death many times, and the Sword wasn’t sure if it ever became easier.

With a nod to Hotaru and Sah, words no longer reaching the back of his throat, he simply signaled to his own companions. Belial rose from the ground, where he’d blended into long grass for safety. Zuriel stared distinctly into his soul, and he hoped those bonded to him never ended up in the state of the daemon. With a small smile, he started back the way they’d arrived, leading the forefront of the movements again. An initial venture successful – and only more to come.

{FIN <3}

DEIMOS