Maea
I feel it in the wind, my dear
The sun is gonna reappear
The sun is gonna reappear
"Apple cider," she nodded, happy to clarify. "We had an orchard, and raised sheep. Mostly they were for eating, but whenever there was a good year my brother would experiment." Her expression turned distant as the memories bubbled to the surface. "It's been a long time since then... He's dead now."
The wine was cooling in her mug. Kindling a bit of fire with a thought, she held the cup over it to try and re-heat the brew. The bartender scowled at her when the cup began to blacken with soot; she pretended not to notice.
"Do you have family?" From what he'd already shared she didn't think so, but wanted to ask all the same.
The wine was cooling in her mug. Kindling a bit of fire with a thought, she held the cup over it to try and re-heat the brew. The bartender scowled at her when the cup began to blacken with soot; she pretended not to notice.
"Do you have family?" From what he'd already shared she didn't think so, but wanted to ask all the same.
Good days are gonna come along
Hold on, hold on!
Hold on, hold on!
