[o] [SE] sins, like skeletons, are so very hard to hide

Maea

I see you when you chase
All the dreams inside your head

Letting the imagery he conjured wash over her, Maea didn't find it awkward at all. She did not know their faces, so in her mind's eye the wife took on a semblance of her sister-in-law, while the children became nieces and nephews, adored and loved more fully than she'd ever loved herself.

Blinking slowly as if awakened from a revery, Maea smiled gently at Liam. "I can tell they were good people, from the way you describe them. I hope Ludo will bless you with a visit, some day." Strolling in silence for a while, she added, "Did you know that Remi can communicate with the departed? If you were to have any messages for them, perhaps he would pass it along."

She had been given such chances in the past. A dance with a brother on a Flowerbirth eve, the difficult but necessary message passed along by a specter - and the equally painful assurance from Mort's Herald that Amun was missing, but not yet dead. Talking about the lost loved ones was good; talking to them might just be the thing that released guilt and allowed you to start moving forward again.

I see you when you laugh
And when you love until the bitter end

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