you can tell how dangerous a person is by the way they hold their anger inside themselves quietly
A swift and sharp turn brought the droplets to scale as falls; a mountain’s roar in the distance, shelter beneath the height of the dominion and the looming strength of enigmas, flowing into a pool where leviathans slept. All the while, he responded with his inherent rumble, eyes fixated between incantations and her. “Magic was as natural to us as breathing. I would never be ashamed of it,” nor should any of the Abandoned, for they weren’t the Voice, they weren’t revolting against the cosmos or the deities; just striving to live like everyone else. Their impacts had been numerous, largely beneficial, and had maneuvered things amidst Caido onward, where perhaps whims would still be stagnant, complacent, and capricious. In turn, maybe he’d assisted in ensuring the rest of them gained the same confidence; simply by existing and not caring about what others thought of him.
As she accepted the semblances and suggestions, the images faded, drifting and dropping back into the pools. He relinquished his seat against the rock as well, muscles eager and ready and fervent, relishing the bite of warmth and dominion of mending. Arching a singular brow, he snorted before taking the shorts back. “Would probably make things less distracting,” settling for an indulgent wink, and before she could smack him for the wayward comment, he waded further into the midst again.
Just like in training with incantations, weaponry, or the climbing wall, the General settled into primordial routines. “All right. Show me what you know first.”
As she accepted the semblances and suggestions, the images faded, drifting and dropping back into the pools. He relinquished his seat against the rock as well, muscles eager and ready and fervent, relishing the bite of warmth and dominion of mending. Arching a singular brow, he snorted before taking the shorts back. “Would probably make things less distracting,” settling for an indulgent wink, and before she could smack him for the wayward comment, he waded further into the midst again.
Just like in training with incantations, weaponry, or the climbing wall, the General settled into primordial routines. “All right. Show me what you know first.”
DEIMOS
