Maea
I feel it in the wind, my dear
The sun is gonna reappear
The sun is gonna reappear
Shuddering beneath the blanket, she tried to imagine living in such a way. Wondered what the women had to be like. And the men. What growing up in such a society did to the children, who had ideals and expectations shoved down their throats.
"They sound like spiders. Were the girls pressured too?" Scratching at an itch on her nose, she thought of her own upbringing.
"I... didn't get along well with people my age. One boy who realized I fancied him lured me away from a festival to his gaggle of friends... my brother had to come save me." Her tone was flat and dry, so void of emotion that it all but screamed of old pain. The kind you just didn't forget about, no matter how times changed.
"They sound like spiders. Were the girls pressured too?" Scratching at an itch on her nose, she thought of her own upbringing.
"I... didn't get along well with people my age. One boy who realized I fancied him lured me away from a festival to his gaggle of friends... my brother had to come save me." Her tone was flat and dry, so void of emotion that it all but screamed of old pain. The kind you just didn't forget about, no matter how times changed.
Good days are gonna come along
Hold on, hold on!
Hold on, hold on!
