DEIMOS
what tried to destroy you
didn't have the strength
didn't have the strength
Endless confusion abounds, and Deimos had no explanation to give to his friends other than the bewilderment – watching as more things began to unfurl. There were some high-pitched screeches nearby, Dantalion…streaking, and hordes of other ridiculous notions.
And then his legs began to move, an urgency, an emboldened notion, far beyond his realms of juvenility.
Frolicking? Skipping?
The Warden probably hadn’t done either of those since he was a very small child, and with all the impulses snagging at his mind, he dragged Evie along with him. “Come with me?” came along his rumble of perplexity again, brows furrowing as he began to lead them around in a wide circle, somewhere near Fox’s dancing. “This is not something I want to do,” he murmured and whispered, as if to explain the phenomenon and having nothing more to give.
And then his legs began to move, an urgency, an emboldened notion, far beyond his realms of juvenility.
Frolicking? Skipping?
The Warden probably hadn’t done either of those since he was a very small child, and with all the impulses snagging at his mind, he dragged Evie along with him. “Come with me?” came along his rumble of perplexity again, brows furrowing as he began to lead them around in a wide circle, somewhere near Fox’s dancing. “This is not something I want to do,” he murmured and whispered, as if to explain the phenomenon and having nothing more to give.
still you stand
sturdy and smelling of smoke
sturdy and smelling of smoke
