[RQ] between the cracks

Deimos

walked from revelation to revelation
came back storm-drenched

“Only some,” and he shook his head, parting the waves without gesture or qualms, watching as they became two separate entities, then crashed into one another moments later, before falling back into the springs. “I think so too,” he agreed – because the walls of grief had been enclosing and that hadn’t been the Valkyrie he’d always known. Yes – in pieces and pockets, when the devastating loss rang and decimated, but she’d always found a way to reach back from the horrors. This one had felt different. And possibly too much to bear.

Leaving those thoughts to himself, his eyes flickered downward, watching the curl and plume of the pool, imagining Ru and her infinite squirrel tail hat – some of the fur bustling in the breeze. The image was absolutely ridiculous, and so he made sure to recreate it via the water, utilizing droplets to begin forming the absurd design. “You could start a new trend.”

through shattered mountains and aching famine
stronger than all of it