DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Having discussed the topic multiple times with others on varying levels of circumspect, derision, and scrutiny, the distraction of food was enough to warrant the subject away. Nodding, his eyes scanned over the mustered ingredients, inclining his head and arching his brow in residual curiosity. “Stew would be fine.” He crouched down towards the cabinets below the and near the stove, retrieving several pots and pans. “I intend to make some sweets for Ludo, later.” That’s what he’d traded for – a majority of, anyway.
Placing water in the pot, and testing the stove to ensure it still worked, his mind went to the potentials of the clues, of the mysteries, of the enigmas surrounding Morgan’s death. Ordinarily, and he was quite tempted, to put the semblances behind them – it wasn’t like they hadn’t done so with dragon attacks. Was the only difference in the way she’d been mauled? “There could be. But I will await further judgment until the scouting parties return.” With either more discoveries, or nothing at all.
Right on cue, likely from smelling the food, Belial made another grand entrance, floating and drifting down from the top of the stairs. He hooted once, then went towards the unicorn, deciding to curl up beside the fire as well – though his gaze was pinpointed straight at the potential for morsels and tidbits.
Placing water in the pot, and testing the stove to ensure it still worked, his mind went to the potentials of the clues, of the mysteries, of the enigmas surrounding Morgan’s death. Ordinarily, and he was quite tempted, to put the semblances behind them – it wasn’t like they hadn’t done so with dragon attacks. Was the only difference in the way she’d been mauled? “There could be. But I will await further judgment until the scouting parties return.” With either more discoveries, or nothing at all.
Right on cue, likely from smelling the food, Belial made another grand entrance, floating and drifting down from the top of the stairs. He hooted once, then went towards the unicorn, deciding to curl up beside the fire as well – though his gaze was pinpointed straight at the potential for morsels and tidbits.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
