Whoa, you let your feet run wild
Time has come as we all go down
There was a huff of air from exhaled from his lungs towards the dragon, but she seemed to take the hint of his boundaries and limitations, and left him to his own devices. Eventually though, between the strung silence and incapability of Attuned measures with the courier, he’d have to shift back – and so the descent was a gradual one, slowly arching, turning, sweeping, in a broad circle. Belial joined him for a moment or two, so they were in tandem despite the size differences, twisting and alternating in fierce displays of ferocity untapped between layers of feathers or fur.
And then talons became boots and the Sword was returned in his human aspects; lifting his head to peer across the sands, remaining still and stoic as Tal caught up. The search for a ripple in the sands, a clear indicator of incoming predators, was noted and taken too, but through all the commotion, they seemed to either stay away or not crave the sulfur aspects.
“Over here,” came a deeper rumble as the other pair closed in, jutting his jawline towards the starlit well – lit and glorified, in the middle of the bizarre landscape.
And then talons became boots and the Sword was returned in his human aspects; lifting his head to peer across the sands, remaining still and stoic as Tal caught up. The search for a ripple in the sands, a clear indicator of incoming predators, was noted and taken too, but through all the commotion, they seemed to either stay away or not crave the sulfur aspects.
“Over here,” came a deeper rumble as the other pair closed in, jutting his jawline towards the starlit well – lit and glorified, in the middle of the bizarre landscape.
Yeah but for the fall—oh, my—
Do you dare to look them right in the eyes?
DEIMOS
