DEIMOS
It seemed there was nothing more to be done, as he hovered and waited for something to occur. No attack, no assault, no siege, as the rest descended and he stood guard. Eventually, Ronin’s words echoed in his Attuned connections - gloves? Perhaps the relic. Perhaps something else entirely. It would remain to be seen, as they all began to part ways from the onslaughts and deep.
Taking the cue as Remi began to rise, the Sword did the same, launching upwards and following through. Maybe their work here was complete, though the inquiry stayed with him, the experience of other artifacts of similar ilk at the forefront of his mind. Hopefully, the entire venture would have proved worthwhile.
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Deimos starts to head up.
Taking the cue as Remi began to rise, the Sword did the same, launching upwards and following through. Maybe their work here was complete, though the inquiry stayed with him, the experience of other artifacts of similar ilk at the forefront of his mind. Hopefully, the entire venture would have proved worthwhile.
—-
Deimos starts to head up.
who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
we have always been deep, restless souls
we have always been deep, restless souls
