into the endlessness

DEIMOS And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame Firepits amused and enthralled simultaneously, and he hoped neither would mind as he ensured it came to a quick and feral roar with the silent pulse of his magic. He did pause, for a moment, at Remi’s words, before inclining his eyes quickly back towards Ronin – knowing none of them had forgotten the latter’s death, but wondering if they had simply come to a point in life where it was gallows humor. “We have all had our moments,” he considered instead, weighing the words carefully – not without his own puncturing memories of near misses amidst the Spire. Snagging at the drink with a nod of gratitude, his stare fixated on chairs, and picking one nearby before beginning to answer the other inquiries. “One could freeze,” and they wouldn’t need any guesses as to where that particular one was located. ,”and the other seemed to cause nightmares. There were some changes to river stars as well.” Permitting them to take those in stride, and perhaps an inward pout for not being able to skirt around wedding discourse, he did follow through with a boyish grin. “I did. Then we planned mostly everything during LongNight.” His eyes flickered back to Remi at the notion, taking in the unsaid information with a mild shake of his head and a light laugh. “No.” master of nothing place; of recoil and grace