[SE] have you ever had a feeling that's dumb?

Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words

A scent of wood-smoke and cooked food filled the air. A line was forming before a temporary stall that had opened up that morning and despite the chill in the air and the snow on the ground, people were lingering to chit chat with bowls in hand. It was simple fair. A stew of game and winter vegetables along with a fresh roll of bread and cheese was handed out to anyone who asked for it, and though some paid for their food it was not a requirement. 

It had been an afterthought to share the leftovers of her latest hunt with the people of King's End. Ordinarily she would have saved it for later, dried the meat and carried it with her, but after overhearing some travelers as they muttered about prices and hard times, Maea changed her mind. 
It felt good, honestly. The gratitude in the eyes of these men and women as they accepted the food thawed something in her chest that had been cold for a long time, and the Ancient found herself returning a shy, tentative smile at them. Strangers all, it had not taken long before someone showed up to her fire and added a pot to boil the meat in, then another brought vegetables, and bread, and before long she was surrounded by generous, hard-working people intent on sharing what they had with one another.  

Fortunately, she didn't recognize anyone. She wasn't sure she was in a mood to face any old acquaintances. Once the food ran out she would continue on her way, and until then... well. Perhaps she would have some luck, for once.

Sing to me, cause I can't hear myself
through the loudness of my own hurts

base inspired by Odd <3