Maea
I feel it in the wind, my dear
The sun is gonna reappear
The sun is gonna reappear
Dropping down next to her friend, Maea staggered upon landing and took a few steps, regaining her balance. "Right? It's giving me a bad feeling..." Squinting into the dusky darkness beneath close canopies, her mouth was a thin line, concern warring with a reluctance to let any void creature vanish on her.
"It smacks of a trap," she finally said. "What do you want to do? We might be able to take it down..." Though a lingering doubt took away from any confidence she might portray. In this weather, with dusk not far away, and potential traps waiting to close on them...? It was not ideal. Not at all.
"It smacks of a trap," she finally said. "What do you want to do? We might be able to take it down..." Though a lingering doubt took away from any confidence she might portray. In this weather, with dusk not far away, and potential traps waiting to close on them...? It was not ideal. Not at all.
Good days are gonna come along
Hold on, hold on!
Hold on, hold on!
