Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
Pressing his wake and weight into the sand, easing his frame back in order to maneuver downward, the Sword snorted again. “I cannot imagine why he would allow him to remain.” But he’d been banished before – and ignored it, alongside Morgan and the rest of her Ascended posse, so something else would likely need to be done. Discussions already in the midst, and gathering in the back of his mind, nestling further and further until they seemed like one of the few options. It was a shame, really, when there were so many Ascended he’d met that hadn’t been anything like Neron or Wessex; but they’d become highlights of such dominions.
Strides elongating once more as they came to an even level in the drifts, his eyes darted in various directions, attempting to locate the well by memory alone. But he’d been along the skies then, and with Remi drifting near, guiding them along. He gestured to Belial, in a level of assurance with the peryton, shared expanses and bonds, and the companion took flight, ignoring the dragon, content with his mission.
Being a witness to Tal asking Ru for a favor might’ve been a hilarious venture, but the teasing and taunting had been reserved on his own pinnacles and might. Tilting his head vaguely, he nodded. “Eagle,” which had been the source of amusement first. “And thunderbird.”
Strides elongating once more as they came to an even level in the drifts, his eyes darted in various directions, attempting to locate the well by memory alone. But he’d been along the skies then, and with Remi drifting near, guiding them along. He gestured to Belial, in a level of assurance with the peryton, shared expanses and bonds, and the companion took flight, ignoring the dragon, content with his mission.
Being a witness to Tal asking Ru for a favor might’ve been a hilarious venture, but the teasing and taunting had been reserved on his own pinnacles and might. Tilting his head vaguely, he nodded. “Eagle,” which had been the source of amusement first. “And thunderbird.”
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look them right in the eyes?
DEIMOS
