DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Though well versed in the art of stoicism and feigning indifference in a sea of traumas, Deimos didn’t know Sohalia well enough to piece together she was doing the same. Had it been Ru, Evie, Kiada, or even Noah, he might have been able to surmise key differences beyond the pale – but as it was, the indications seemed to be adapted into styles and ornamental denizens. His eyes narrowed, expecting something else altogether.
But she’d been visiting as promised, and while people very rarely stopped by to see him (outside of friends and loved ones), he tilted his head, snorted, and maintained some measure of a smile. He might’ve said something further, but then she was distracted by maps, and then he followed suit, curious as to what she might’ve drawn out in the past season.
“All right,” extending an arm towards the halls that led to the front of the building, where the parlor and visitors often nestled, and then nodding to one of his compatriots, the training persisted and continued with only a few turned heads. “You can show me in the office, if you want.”
But she’d been visiting as promised, and while people very rarely stopped by to see him (outside of friends and loved ones), he tilted his head, snorted, and maintained some measure of a smile. He might’ve said something further, but then she was distracted by maps, and then he followed suit, curious as to what she might’ve drawn out in the past season.
“All right,” extending an arm towards the halls that led to the front of the building, where the parlor and visitors often nestled, and then nodding to one of his compatriots, the training persisted and continued with only a few turned heads. “You can show me in the office, if you want.”
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
