DEIMOS
the fire can't touch me
for I have burned too many times
for I have burned too many times
Goading measures had been implemented, but his expectations hadn’t been in those regards. While his eyes widened, partially in surprise, the bellow of a laugh still coiled its way through the hollowed atmosphere. Instigating, provocations, and layers of enticements had woven their way through their efforts again, unyielding meeting adamant, and the boyish grin was an answer on its own. “I have not,” though some of his soldiers had returned from patrols missing boots, scarves, and the like. Explanations had been scarce, but the nuances there.
But he’d been obliging – the Sword had rarely met a challenge that didn’t invoke the beguiling edges of fixtures and opposition. Even if this was one was foreshadowed to be far more intimate. “And as long as you are comfortable with it,” giving her an opportunity to back out of the insinuations at any time. “I agree, with a price to be named later.” After a victor had been declared.
A seditious, defiant glance was sent her way too, eyes narrowing dangerously in their piercing, slightly hooded gaze. “When you are ready.”
But he’d been obliging – the Sword had rarely met a challenge that didn’t invoke the beguiling edges of fixtures and opposition. Even if this was one was foreshadowed to be far more intimate. “And as long as you are comfortable with it,” giving her an opportunity to back out of the insinuations at any time. “I agree, with a price to be named later.” After a victor had been declared.
A seditious, defiant glance was sent her way too, eyes narrowing dangerously in their piercing, slightly hooded gaze. “When you are ready.”
the sea can't harm me
for I have been drowning all my life
for I have been drowning all my life
