Deimos
walked from revelation to revelation
came back storm-drenched
came back storm-drenched
Enabling one another seemed to be a major portion of their friendship, so he couldn’t help but snort. “Fine,” and he rolled his eyes, persisting in rolling the undulations along until they covered the entire springs – watching as it churned in circular motions. “I will take a break if you do,” and to that he wrinkled his nose again, a daring, provoking sentiment.
The statement about Flora, and her taste in men, enacted and instigated a loud bark of laughter. “A taste of your own medicine,” he crowed, beginning to chuckle enough that it echoed along the walls, and aligned the water’s movements into larger waves. Deimos could recall many of Ru’s conquests, and hadn’t been impressed with any.
The Valkyrie in squirrel fur was another unrelenting strike against his boyish humor, and once he’d finished laughing, wiping a tear from his eye, he loosened another raw chuckle. “Like a hat?”
The statement about Flora, and her taste in men, enacted and instigated a loud bark of laughter. “A taste of your own medicine,” he crowed, beginning to chuckle enough that it echoed along the walls, and aligned the water’s movements into larger waves. Deimos could recall many of Ru’s conquests, and hadn’t been impressed with any.
The Valkyrie in squirrel fur was another unrelenting strike against his boyish humor, and once he’d finished laughing, wiping a tear from his eye, he loosened another raw chuckle. “Like a hat?”
through shattered mountains and aching famine
stronger than all of it
stronger than all of it
