DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Each time one of Talyson’s digits curled into the magic, it reformed, coiling back into its original incantations without qualm or complaint, though Deimos did arch a brow and muffle another snort. “That can happen,” towards the getting lost, wandering about in circles until confusion and bewilderment were all that one encountered in the looming trees. “Sometimes the will o’ wisps will lure you around on purpose.” On that, he created a little beam of light to sparkle amidst the other stones and layers of running rapids.
As for the other notions, he heaved a sigh. “We used to visit a lot more before Remi took over.” Before pending wars and other looming dramatics. When the Fae had extended some measure of gratitude for healing Undines and ceasing the spread of the blight. Different times and different modicums, some requiring other depths and discretions to be taken. “Probably wise to ask before proceeding there nowadays.” And to heed the warnings given.
The Sword should’ve known the other inquiry would hasten, but shrugged his shoulders about it nonetheless. “Gold? Or fool’s gold, most likely.”
As for the other notions, he heaved a sigh. “We used to visit a lot more before Remi took over.” Before pending wars and other looming dramatics. When the Fae had extended some measure of gratitude for healing Undines and ceasing the spread of the blight. Different times and different modicums, some requiring other depths and discretions to be taken. “Probably wise to ask before proceeding there nowadays.” And to heed the warnings given.
The Sword should’ve known the other inquiry would hasten, but shrugged his shoulders about it nonetheless. “Gold? Or fool’s gold, most likely.”
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
