[Training] [se] these years of infinity

Deimos The Sword took the motion for what it was worth – pausing, body stilling in its predacious, calculating motions, until the semblances of defeat immersed into the air. He nodded, allowing for a gentle, obliging smile, for intrepid warriors who fought valiantly. “Thank you. So are you. The potential of a thousand things they'd seen in their journeys - no matter which land scorched and burned - experience had told inevitable tales. "I am grateful for the opportunities you gave me.” Both of them had learned a new set of movements and possibilities, and he stared over the weapon in his hands, considering something, before twirling back into his grasp. “Do you need any healing?” His jaw jutted out, towards the direction of his unicorn – who’d only just know ceased her grazing (completely unbothered by the whole mess). Out of sight and out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime