Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
A tentative smile ghosted past her lips at the woman's surprise. "The one and only." She approached carefully, stepping delicately around the bones on the floor until she could crouch down at a more comfortable distance. More suitable for conversation.
"Ah, that makes sense. I forgot it's that time of year again..." Nestling her chin in the palm as her elbow came to rest on a knee, Maea studied the grisly lantern with some interest. Using bones was clever, and a very visceral reminder of what kind of festival it was made for. The bones did not cause any discomfort; she hadn't become a follower of Ludo by shrinking back from death and remains.
"Hm? Ah, I'm... escaping. Just a little bit." Quite a lot. "Amun wanted me to stay in the Grounds until the Stormbreak situation was settled... but I get restless there. So I went for a 'walk'." Pale fingers illustrated citation marks around the word. It was fairly quick work to move across the continent even with her limited teleportation, but she had still been gone longer than she meant to be.
"What about you? This is a curious place to make lanterns in." Pale eyes roamed the obsidian walls, very aware that she and the bones were the palest things in here.
"Ah, that makes sense. I forgot it's that time of year again..." Nestling her chin in the palm as her elbow came to rest on a knee, Maea studied the grisly lantern with some interest. Using bones was clever, and a very visceral reminder of what kind of festival it was made for. The bones did not cause any discomfort; she hadn't become a follower of Ludo by shrinking back from death and remains.
"Hm? Ah, I'm... escaping. Just a little bit." Quite a lot. "Amun wanted me to stay in the Grounds until the Stormbreak situation was settled... but I get restless there. So I went for a 'walk'." Pale fingers illustrated citation marks around the word. It was fairly quick work to move across the continent even with her limited teleportation, but she had still been gone longer than she meant to be.
"What about you? This is a curious place to make lanterns in." Pale eyes roamed the obsidian walls, very aware that she and the bones were the palest things in here.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
