Dance with the waves, move with the sea,
She understood that the shorter time period might make it easier to find family and/or friends, even if she wasn't sure whether she wanted to meet them. After all, what would she say? How would they perceive her? It was hard to determine what their relationships may look like when she didn't even remember them. Especially if her memories really were permanently gone. Thal didn't know what she hoped for, except answers. "I want to know why. Why did I become an Ancient? Why did I lose my memories? Why did I wake up alone?" There was no guarantee that they would answer these questions even if they found where she came from. Perhaps only Dygra would know the full truth. But at least she might be able to puzzle out some of the reasonings.
Deep in thought, she almost jolted at the sight of the wobbling arachnid. Thal watched with cautious interest as Maea lifted the wine spider. Although they posed no threat, she despised spiders to her very soul and could not fathom why the Ancient would be picking it up. She leaned back slightly to avoid the creature, pulling her drink to her chest as if to make a barrier, trying to act as if she just wanted to give Maea space for whatever she may be about to do.
Deep in thought, she almost jolted at the sight of the wobbling arachnid. Thal watched with cautious interest as Maea lifted the wine spider. Although they posed no threat, she despised spiders to her very soul and could not fathom why the Ancient would be picking it up. She leaned back slightly to avoid the creature, pulling her drink to her chest as if to make a barrier, trying to act as if she just wanted to give Maea space for whatever she may be about to do.
Thalassa
let the rhythm of the water set your soul free.
