Sing to me, I am not doing well
Getting tired of my own words
The girl's flippant attitude didn't inspire any confidence in Maea. Sucking on her teeth to keep quiet, she had a feeling that only painful experience would make any impact on this kind of person. Ah well; she had tried, and for the time being she would be able to keep an eye out for trouble. Getting tired of my own words
"I see. It should take her a day or a few to get here, then. Unless she has some abilities towards fast travel? In the meantime, perhaps we can search around this area, until she catches up."
Her smile was duly impressed at the display. The sight of the jaguar impacted her more than expected; for an instant a look of painful regret crossed her face. Turning away, the Ancient began to gather up her belongings.
Sing to me, cause I can't hear myself
through the loudness of my own hurts
through the loudness of my own hurts
base inspired by Odd <3
