DEIMOS
what tried to destroy you
didn't have the strength
didn't have the strength
“They did not introduce themselves.” But Deimos figured the courier had learned enough about spirits, counterparts, enigmatic quandaries, and other hosts of mysterious elements out amidst the world. The fact that no one challenged those directions and proclamations probably ensured most of them had seen it coming in one way or another. “I doubt it.” Not with the manner of actions, death, and demise already instilled.
The Sword had no high opinion on the Voice anyway, as the question turned to such a subject matter. The fly closest to him instantly went a shade darker, matching with his furrowed brow. “Secretive. The only time I was near her was when I was helping a friend,” carrying Rexanna’s crafted items and necessities for her healing, mending, or…repair work, as it might’ve been detailed. He wouldn’t know, considering the implications around it. “She forced my head down,” a manner of pride that he still found irritating. “I presume it was so I could not see what she was doing.”
But there were other circumstances surrounding the goddess, and his head tilted, trying to weight the frustrations downward. “What have you heard of her?”
The Sword had no high opinion on the Voice anyway, as the question turned to such a subject matter. The fly closest to him instantly went a shade darker, matching with his furrowed brow. “Secretive. The only time I was near her was when I was helping a friend,” carrying Rexanna’s crafted items and necessities for her healing, mending, or…repair work, as it might’ve been detailed. He wouldn’t know, considering the implications around it. “She forced my head down,” a manner of pride that he still found irritating. “I presume it was so I could not see what she was doing.”
But there were other circumstances surrounding the goddess, and his head tilted, trying to weight the frustrations downward. “What have you heard of her?”
still you stand
sturdy and smelling of smoke
sturdy and smelling of smoke
