Maea
I feel it in the wind, my dear
The sun is gonna reappear
The sun is gonna reappear
With a feeling of sinking into warmth, even this far from the fireplace, she has nothing to complain about. Leaving her thoughts to roam freely, she hummed in acknowledgement of his preferences. A touch of relief told her how much she had dreaded any steps in that direction from either side. It was a complication she didn't want, or need. Especially not from someone who reminded her so much of figures from her past.
"It's mostly painful," came her response, barely more than a whisper. "At least it's all I remember of it. You're not missing much." Breathing deeply as a phantom wave of old grief washed over her, she tugged the blanket higher beneath her chin.
"It's mostly painful," came her response, barely more than a whisper. "At least it's all I remember of it. You're not missing much." Breathing deeply as a phantom wave of old grief washed over her, she tugged the blanket higher beneath her chin.
Good days are gonna come along
Hold on, hold on!
Hold on, hold on!
