DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Thinking back to his experiences with the landsharks, and with a sharper look towards Zuriel, the rumble started again. “Deer. Live if you could pull it off, though I doubt they would be picky with a carcass. Their skin is fairly durable and thick. I used my sword on one’s jaw,” slicing it down the middle. “And magic thereafter.” Ru’s electrical shocks had done wonders as well, but considering the people Darkeye was gathering, he wasn’t certain what they’d have in store. Perhaps whatever tricks or machinations they could come up with. The ending statement left him puzzled though, quirking his brow upwards as he finished his stew. “And if they are not willing?”
Nodding at the obliging efforts of guild extensions, he placed his dish in the sink, pondering over the latest Stormbreak quandaries. “Sure,” towards making something sweet, moving away from the counterspace and checking his supplies. “I was intending to make some chocolates in molds,” and he pulled out the materials necessary, snagged from the market on trades. He’d already crafted the templates and patterns – ranging from skulls, lanterns, to makeshift toys, representing Ludo and its presiding season.
Nodding at the obliging efforts of guild extensions, he placed his dish in the sink, pondering over the latest Stormbreak quandaries. “Sure,” towards making something sweet, moving away from the counterspace and checking his supplies. “I was intending to make some chocolates in molds,” and he pulled out the materials necessary, snagged from the market on trades. He’d already crafted the templates and patterns – ranging from skulls, lanterns, to makeshift toys, representing Ludo and its presiding season.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
