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RE: all the choirs in my head - Maea - 06-30-2025
She lingered in the grass and watched the dragon shrink against the far horizon, the thunder of his wings soon a distant rumble - like an echo of a storm that never broke. Maea had expected to feel a certain way over seeing him leave, but just like with the other surprises this encounter brought on, all she was left with was a sense of peace. It had been a long time coming, but it seemed she was well and truly over the Flood. Finally, after nearly a decade of heartache, jealousy, denial and backtracking, this was a chapter to close and leave where it belonged. Liberated from any and all sense of obligation, attachment and trauma, it opened up a new vista of opportunities that she hadn't considered possible for so many years.
When she slowly gathered herself and began to rise, it was with a renewed determination. Not only did she look forward to reaching her destination, but also to turn her attention onto new challenges. Sure, she still had much to work on - but perhaps her internal conflicts didn't have to remain front and center anymore. This had been a worthwhile conversation - and as the hunt was taken care of and her emotions challenged, she shifted her body into the white crow, and winged her way off into the mist.
[FIN]