Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
Reaching behind the bar counter for a scrap of paper and something to write with, Maea scribbled hasty yet neat notes as she listened. "Huh, the awkwardness could of course have many different causes, but it sounds a lot like what I experienced. And I'd just been made Ancient before turning to stone."
Tapping the nib against the paper thoughtfully as she considered, she turned back to Thalassa. "How long ago was this? Are we talking years or decades since you woke on the beach?" That would change her approach entirely; but either way this could prove a dicey task. Maea hoped the wouldn't end up disappointing the young woman.
Tapping the nib against the paper thoughtfully as she considered, she turned back to Thalassa. "How long ago was this? Are we talking years or decades since you woke on the beach?" That would change her approach entirely; but either way this could prove a dicey task. Maea hoped the wouldn't end up disappointing the young woman.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
