DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
“Maybe some of his own will be able to rein him in.” But considering the implications behind this attack, and how many had become part of a goading, stupefying party, perhaps it wouldn’t be the case. Regardless, it wasn’t the Sword’s duty – but he’d keep the notions in the back of his mind if he ever came across the man again.
Hope, unfortunately, wouldn’t wrangle them out of any upcoming, foreboding measures – but defenses, measures, machinations, certainly could. That’d be how he applied himself – General of the snow and mountains and ice once more.
His head tilted at the notion of another Rexanna sculpture. “We have a memorial for her in the Grounds,” one he’d built with Bastien, after her demise. He could only imagine the amount of dedicated works the artist had made of his wife, from before and after.
Rendering another chocolate mold loose and eating it himself instead of adding it to the pile, he munched for a moment as she studied the depictions of the Penumbra. “A little more pride, I think.” In the eyes, or in the grin. The base of a smile remained along his own features, as he glanced over the woman he’d known for multiple lives. “She always knew exactly who she was, and was never ashamed of it.”
Hope, unfortunately, wouldn’t wrangle them out of any upcoming, foreboding measures – but defenses, measures, machinations, certainly could. That’d be how he applied himself – General of the snow and mountains and ice once more.
His head tilted at the notion of another Rexanna sculpture. “We have a memorial for her in the Grounds,” one he’d built with Bastien, after her demise. He could only imagine the amount of dedicated works the artist had made of his wife, from before and after.
Rendering another chocolate mold loose and eating it himself instead of adding it to the pile, he munched for a moment as she studied the depictions of the Penumbra. “A little more pride, I think.” In the eyes, or in the grin. The base of a smile remained along his own features, as he glanced over the woman he’d known for multiple lives. “She always knew exactly who she was, and was never ashamed of it.”
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
