i want sacred, i want final . Return

[Luciferr]

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P H O B O S  .|.  S U S U R R U S  I N F E R I  .|.  D E I M O S

It was Phobos who flew the skies that day, while Deimos and Susurrus rested back in their abode, carved and raised and moulded as it had been by elementals to fit them and suit them all - but it was he of the ice and the storm that circled above the patrol routine of that day and it was he that spotted the form of the pup dragging the sled.

The ice drake raised one ridged eyebrow, before his ice riven wings flapped once and he brought himself about to follow - and eventually land quietly, rising upwards on his feet, a splash of bright blue-white against the desert backdrop - save for the encircling black dragon mark that adorned his neck.

Phobos blinked at the display before him, curious more than reviled - the hellinraeth and their hellinas and daevynials had much worse sights after all - the smell barely phasing him, after a moment he turned his icy gaze back to the pup.

”busy day little one?” indeed, indeed, thought the lord of fear and fate.

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