MAEA
Sensible or not, it did make for a complicated life. And while Maea longed for purpose in life, she could only imagine herself steering the rudderless ship for one erratic leader. If that was even the correct way to describe the Hollowed Grounds leadership.
"Well, it doesn't hurt to talk to Edmund," she conceded, eying Tal as he nearly drooled over the crystal he'd pulled from the hole. "Are you going to keep that? Because if so, I think we should start to head back."
The idea of fleeing through these warrens with a pack of angry smugglers at their heels did not sound better than shopping, thank you very much. As for the research... Maea shot her friend a wink. "Nothing too advanced. Why don't I fill you in while we walk..."
The crawling at the back of her neck might be entirely imagined. But then again it might not be. All she knew was that she really wanted back into the sunlight above ground.
"Well, it doesn't hurt to talk to Edmund," she conceded, eying Tal as he nearly drooled over the crystal he'd pulled from the hole. "Are you going to keep that? Because if so, I think we should start to head back."
The idea of fleeing through these warrens with a pack of angry smugglers at their heels did not sound better than shopping, thank you very much. As for the research... Maea shot her friend a wink. "Nothing too advanced. Why don't I fill you in while we walk..."
The crawling at the back of her neck might be entirely imagined. But then again it might not be. All she knew was that she really wanted back into the sunlight above ground.
Isn't it lovely, all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
