Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
Shifting back, he could only immerse another snort. “You are welcome,” tilting his head towards the dragon in some narrow-eyed stare-down, but then permitting the moment to pass.
And he was more than ready to leave the desert; eternally eager to sojourn back into the ferocity of icy winds and meticulous, cold beauty of the mountains. “Sure.” There was much to do back home anyway; and the notes, the depictions, began to cycle through his mind once more. A silent command rumbled through their bond, and soon enough, Belial descended to follow along, only pausing to glare at the dragon every few moments, some sneer threatening to unfurl form raised hackles.
Then they were off again, threading their way through sands and dunes.
{FIN}
And he was more than ready to leave the desert; eternally eager to sojourn back into the ferocity of icy winds and meticulous, cold beauty of the mountains. “Sure.” There was much to do back home anyway; and the notes, the depictions, began to cycle through his mind once more. A silent command rumbled through their bond, and soon enough, Belial descended to follow along, only pausing to glare at the dragon every few moments, some sneer threatening to unfurl form raised hackles.
Then they were off again, threading their way through sands and dunes.
{FIN}
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look them right in the eyes?
DEIMOS
