[PQ] Rock Steady

D e i m o s

Send a heartbeat to the void that cries through you
Relive the pictures that have come to pass

The Spire had its noose around nearly everyone for a multitude of reasons: failures, trials, tribulations, the scene of so many debacles, intrigues, and devastation – as if the Stygian obelisk orchestrated them all, its watchful, scathing tower concocting, deliberating, whatever Machiavellian tendencies enameled its way through its stone structure. It took and it gave, it slashed and it marred. He stared at it for a while, either glaring or a suspicious glance sent along turrets and remains; before sighing, ensuring his bag of holding, gathered supplies in its sanction, remained on his shoulder. Zuriel stayed outside, grazing, appearing completely inattentive, while he made his way up to the top. He made no mention, once he reached its pinnacle and found Jigano, of how the basement had come to be even more rubbled, ruined, or mired; a level of indifference and reticence cast along his features. “Jigano,” he nodded, assembled, waiting to see whomever else had been summoned for their upcoming task. For now we stand alone, the world is lost and blown And we are flesh and blood disintegrate with no more to hate