Maea
I feel it in the wind, my dear
The sun is gonna reappear
The sun is gonna reappear
Keeping her eyes on the work she had at hand, Maea hummed in quiet agreement. "Yeah. You must have heard something about The Voice at this point, right?" One couldn't live in the Grounds without getting at least the crash course of history - the land itself still bore the scars of history, even if it was beginning to heal. "She wanted to 'improve' people, but messed up a lot of them along the way. These people... they were locked up inside the barrier along with her, and from what I've heard she let them out during LongNight. Or they just came out on their own, I don't know exactly. They kept terrorizing us though, for centuries. The only way we could avoid them was to close the windows, lock the doors and stay as quiet as possible. Or they would start screaming just outside. Pretending to be someone you know. Begging to be let inside - only, if you opened the door, that would be the end."
Her shoulders tensed up more and more as she explained. It was unpleasant to speak of, and part of her regretted bringing it up at all. But it was on her mind more or less constantly these days. Each day brought the long night closer, and though she tried to tell herself that the monsters were gone, that the only thing she had to worry about was how drunk people would get during Danta's week long party... she didn't actually believe it.
"Danta doesn't take it seriously, since it's something that happened in the past. But I don't know... I just can't imagine it'll pass uneventfully." Tying a knot around the last bundle of green branches, she looked up at Asta, a frown lining her brow. "Even if no one else stays vigilant, I hope you will. Being the security and all... "
Her shoulders tensed up more and more as she explained. It was unpleasant to speak of, and part of her regretted bringing it up at all. But it was on her mind more or less constantly these days. Each day brought the long night closer, and though she tried to tell herself that the monsters were gone, that the only thing she had to worry about was how drunk people would get during Danta's week long party... she didn't actually believe it.
"Danta doesn't take it seriously, since it's something that happened in the past. But I don't know... I just can't imagine it'll pass uneventfully." Tying a knot around the last bundle of green branches, she looked up at Asta, a frown lining her brow. "Even if no one else stays vigilant, I hope you will. Being the security and all... "
Good days are gonna come along
Hold on, hold on!
Hold on, hold on!
