DEIMOS
ache first, but then let the cuts close
spit out the blood
spit out the blood
It was with a long breath and sigh of relief that Deimos permitted another earnest smile, the rigidity to his shoulders peeling away in layers – Frey’s presence, the building of power, the promise of movement and motion from Halo into the midst of other regions…enough to ensure something after the war. “Thank you.” They would likely be able to find all sorts who’d be eager pilots, taking to the skies in their own way. “Your presence here is always appreciated.” For it was Frey, time and time again, lending their power to the people of the Citadel.
And from there, with those earnest grins, they could all disperse – to see just how Halo had grown and benefitted.
{FIN}
And from there, with those earnest grins, they could all disperse – to see just how Halo had grown and benefitted.
{FIN}
watch your body pull itself back together
then let your soul do the same
then let your soul do the same
