Deimos
But others had gone on the attack – at least from Stormbreak’s angle. Something was damned and due to break; the tension clustered, coiled, and contorted into the rapacious ends. Maybe there weren’t any particular individuals who wanted to draw the first instance, but one could argue that had long since occurred. “If we do not start it, then the gods may.” He shrugged his shoulders, lifting a particularly heavy pile and settling the stack neatly beside another citizen’s door. Resigned to the notions that it would happen. The how may not have mattered.
Another pull of the sled brought them closer and closer to the end of the road, and his eyes flickered over the supplies again. “Probably finish off this street and call it good for today.” There would be more time, more opportunities, to commit to the same notions and semblances before LongNight pressed into their wake – and even then, with the protection immersed along the Citadel, at least they wouldn’t have to worry too much about the cold – no more so than any other time.
Another pull of the sled brought them closer and closer to the end of the road, and his eyes flickered over the supplies again. “Probably finish off this street and call it good for today.” There would be more time, more opportunities, to commit to the same notions and semblances before LongNight pressed into their wake – and even then, with the protection immersed along the Citadel, at least they wouldn’t have to worry too much about the cold – no more so than any other time.
we exhume our enemy's bones
we are battling, hungry beasts
we are battling, hungry beasts
