DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
When nothing more was said on the Stormbreak subject, Deimos gave naught either. For a man who bore no shame about what he was, it was still discomforting to witness the apprehension looming in the eyes of Abandoned brethren; those who were still hesitant to live in their own skin. But in order to designate change, other motions had to be set forth, and he had no control over the situation, other than to persist in unfurling his incantations across the world – show, proclaim, and devote.
The maps were another subject matter entirely though, and he studied the parameters of the Oerwoud’s too as she talked, shifting pages back and forth to pick up on aspects he’d missed on his initial inspection. “Very enterprising,” and he smirked at the notions – pleased to see the youth had continued to excel in her talents, rather than fumbling along. “No other monsters met, then?”
The maps were another subject matter entirely though, and he studied the parameters of the Oerwoud’s too as she talked, shifting pages back and forth to pick up on aspects he’d missed on his initial inspection. “Very enterprising,” and he smirked at the notions – pleased to see the youth had continued to excel in her talents, rather than fumbling along. “No other monsters met, then?”
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
