Maea
Rest against my pillow
like the aging winter sun
like the aging winter sun
When the darkness fell over the gathering and the light of lanterns dimmed, Maea held her breath. Ludo's presence was a familiar tingle along the spine, bringing a sensation of comfort and unsettled emotions to the once-abandoned as familiar as the taste of apples and grief.
To her surprise, she recognized the woman who appeared before Kiada. Rexanna had been kind to her in the past, before either of them had been changed by the world, and while she never knew her well, the time of her reign in the Hollowed Grounds had been one of the longer and more peaceful. Reaching out to nudge Dantalion's elbow, she nodded at Rexanna.
"There is one of the leaders of the Grounds that didn't make enemies," she murmured, recalling his interest from before. "Even though she chose to ascend, there was no quarrel with anyone, that I can recall."
Watching the reunion for a while, eventually she turned her gaze away to offer Kiada some privacy. With the main body of the event over, her mood lifted enough that hunger made its presence known with a low rumble of her stomach. Slipping away towards the tables, she passed by Talyson and spared him a smile and a touch of understanding on his shoulder.
It was always difficult to watch others wishes be granted when yours were not.
To her surprise, she recognized the woman who appeared before Kiada. Rexanna had been kind to her in the past, before either of them had been changed by the world, and while she never knew her well, the time of her reign in the Hollowed Grounds had been one of the longer and more peaceful. Reaching out to nudge Dantalion's elbow, she nodded at Rexanna.
"There is one of the leaders of the Grounds that didn't make enemies," she murmured, recalling his interest from before. "Even though she chose to ascend, there was no quarrel with anyone, that I can recall."
Watching the reunion for a while, eventually she turned her gaze away to offer Kiada some privacy. With the main body of the event over, her mood lifted enough that hunger made its presence known with a low rumble of her stomach. Slipping away towards the tables, she passed by Talyson and spared him a smile and a touch of understanding on his shoulder.
It was always difficult to watch others wishes be granted when yours were not.
Only wake each morning to
remember that you're gone
remember that you're gone
