DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Purposefully obnoxious in not giving the count in the way either expected, he gave a wry grin as the antics persisted. From his vantage point behind the lot, sipping down the last proportions of his tea, he wasn’t surprised as the hunter altered herself. He would’ve done the same – hellhound prowess over ice and rime and barreling down in competitive edges – though the General would’ve presumed Cordelia to take her reindeer shift over the fox. The wall had been a more conniving action, and a hint of amusement lingered in the Attuned bond. “Best be quicker than that,” he motioned to Sah – presuming the Abandoned had some other tricks ready.
Shrugging either way, he followed them around corners and edges, keeping pace with sweeping strides rather than any use of his speed, ensuring they were in his line of sight. The Sword had half a notion to hit either of them with a passing snowball, for amusements, but obliged their escapades without interfering, as they all made their way towards the back portions.
Shrugging either way, he followed them around corners and edges, keeping pace with sweeping strides rather than any use of his speed, ensuring they were in his line of sight. The Sword had half a notion to hit either of them with a passing snowball, for amusements, but obliged their escapades without interfering, as they all made their way towards the back portions.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
