DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Opting to eat his stew rather than reply immediately, he listened in the breadths of silence, content to bow out of the conversation for the moment. He wasn’t surprised – why would the Ascended bring up the blight? Some of them had help to spread it, pressing their wakes amongst the folds, claiming exploration where they weren’t wanted by the Fae. He could almost see many of them shrugging their shoulders, indifferent and complacent. For a few seconds more he stood, making no move for the table or chairs, biding his time, contemplating the right response. “Good luck to your efforts, then,” was all he could surmise, between the varying, altering viewpoints of the world.
As for the monster hunting proportions, his features remained stoic and resolute at the mention of landsharks. He understood the reason behind the venture, but he wondered if it was foolish. “I nearly lost my arm to one,” his eyes going towards Zuriel for a moment, who snorted in some manner of either affection or tolerance. “They are fairly rare in the Fields, and you will not see them move to the surface until they want to feed on something.” He paused, taking another few bites of food, considering. “As for other flora and fauna, there are many, but I have some journals in the guild that may help you.” Pondering over the weight of boundaries and responsibilities, the Sword persisted. “I am going to be busy getting defenses ready here, however, if you need someone to go with you, I can send one of the guild members.”
As for the monster hunting proportions, his features remained stoic and resolute at the mention of landsharks. He understood the reason behind the venture, but he wondered if it was foolish. “I nearly lost my arm to one,” his eyes going towards Zuriel for a moment, who snorted in some manner of either affection or tolerance. “They are fairly rare in the Fields, and you will not see them move to the surface until they want to feed on something.” He paused, taking another few bites of food, considering. “As for other flora and fauna, there are many, but I have some journals in the guild that may help you.” Pondering over the weight of boundaries and responsibilities, the Sword persisted. “I am going to be busy getting defenses ready here, however, if you need someone to go with you, I can send one of the guild members.”
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
