DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Head bowed for an instant, polishing off another series of notations, he raised it with a slight snort at the insinuation of Sah not exercising enough. As they rounded another portion of the wall, angling closer to the sides of the Tundra and its ever-elapsing abyss, his piercing gaze segmented back to both of them; instigating another proportion of the conversation. “You can always join the militia on our morning runs.” There was a slight edge to his grin; a bit Cheshire and juvenile – knowing how much some of the recruits and warriors whined on their every-day laps around the Citadel.
The sun began to crawl higher and higher now, but they’d yet to reach the opposing nature of the Fangs – still tucked close to its mountainous ramparts. But his strides were steady and sure, leading them onward, taking careful notes once more, sketching tidy outlines on the parchment.
The sun began to crawl higher and higher now, but they’d yet to reach the opposing nature of the Fangs – still tucked close to its mountainous ramparts. But his strides were steady and sure, leading them onward, taking careful notes once more, sketching tidy outlines on the parchment.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
