Deimos
Ah, there was the answer. A quest. And while he’d be quietly suspicious, pondering, wondering what sort of sojourn Ancients asked of their goddess, perhaps it was much like any of the rest of them. For power. For defenses. For schemes. For purpose. For forging onward and ahead. “I see,” was all he rumbled in return, the notions of other properties fading, no new notations added to that particular forefront.
Free to inspect the bag, he did glance down, nosey to a fault. “At one point,” and he allowed a laugh to flicker through. Meticulous eyes scanned the horizon again, watching for the other river star, and then to the ground, as if more might appear suddenly below their feet. “Will that be enough?”
Free to inspect the bag, he did glance down, nosey to a fault. “At one point,” and he allowed a laugh to flicker through. Meticulous eyes scanned the horizon again, watching for the other river star, and then to the ground, as if more might appear suddenly below their feet. “Will that be enough?”
what does it mean to look upon a ruin
we are boneless. we are boiling hot blood.
we are boneless. we are boiling hot blood.
