DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Something along the lines of not involving children in their trainings simmered behind his teeth, but he let it fade off when all the other antics started. Surveying for a moment, he arched his brow and wrinkled his nose, mildly content to not be involved, catering more to the task at hand than anything else – eyes swinging back to the skyline as the sun continued its long arch and peek upon the horizon. It’d probably be several more minutes before they could declare much of anything in the nature of the light and its more persistent roots, so the potential scolding didn’t nestle its way within.
Not yet, anyway.
Making a few more lines and notations in his parchment, he did naught to egg them on, save for a very casual, cool rumble of his tones. “Three.”
Not yet, anyway.
Making a few more lines and notations in his parchment, he did naught to egg them on, save for a very casual, cool rumble of his tones. “Three.”
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
