// somebody told me that there's two sides to this life //
Maea met that gaze without shying away. The darkness, the pain, the sadness he hated displaying, none of it was distasteful or foreign. The cold in his eyes was one she knew intimately, that wall of resistance one she owned in equal measure. She saw him. And it really was like looking at a shadow side of herself. What she could have been in different circumstances, if she'd been the one to grow up in a clan of cannibals while he was raised by loving, caring, disappointed parents.
That was the problem, wasn't it? It could just as easily be her. That was what repelled her in the end, what she bounced away from. She knew and he knew - because she had told him - that it wasn't for a lack of dark urges that she took such a vehement stance against preying on mankind. Or cruelty. Or arbitrary murder. It could just as easily be her. And it must be terribly insulting to Asta to be held up as the very last thing Maea wanted to become.
That didn't make it any less true.
Drawing in a deep breath, she sighed. "Forget what I said. It seems that this is only my problem, after all. I'll just... find some way to live with what I know." Leaning down to fish up the pile of ratty clothes, she tossed them on the pyre and went to collect her bag. "I'll be out of town for a while. Might see you around later."
That was the problem, wasn't it? It could just as easily be her. That was what repelled her in the end, what she bounced away from. She knew and he knew - because she had told him - that it wasn't for a lack of dark urges that she took such a vehement stance against preying on mankind. Or cruelty. Or arbitrary murder. It could just as easily be her. And it must be terribly insulting to Asta to be held up as the very last thing Maea wanted to become.
That didn't make it any less true.
Drawing in a deep breath, she sighed. "Forget what I said. It seems that this is only my problem, after all. I'll just... find some way to live with what I know." Leaning down to fish up the pile of ratty clothes, she tossed them on the pyre and went to collect her bag. "I'll be out of town for a while. Might see you around later."
Maea
// I think I might've chosen darkness over light //
