// I tried to scream but my head was underwater //
Mulling over the samples she had seen throughout the Bodega so far, Maea hummed thoughtfully. "Something warm to drink would be nice, and fruit if they have any. And what about pies? There are those small finger food ones, with all kinds of fillings..." Offering several suggestions as they made their way back down the stairs, Maea thought it a pleasant way to round off the day. The lack of success in her search for roses was compensated by the find of a new acquaintance, one she looked forward to learning more about as the night wore on.
Later, after they had brought blankets, pillows, a basket filled with food and drink and all the assorted utensils one might need to be comfortable back up into the Observatory, the Ancient reclined against a pile of cushions and sipped from her goblet of mulled wine with a look of contentment. Having fetched her cloak while they were gathering up their desires, she finally felt warm enough and had busied herself over the past few minutes regailing Sohalia with the story of the queen that became a sparkbird to save her daughter from a dark curse.
"... and that's why the sparkbird was said to come back to the Hollowed Ground in times of need; to save the descendants of her beloved daughter, and aid the kingdom that had once been hers. Whether there's any truth to it, who can say? But the sparkbird did in fact appear, one LongNight more than ten years ago - I saw it with my own eyes. So who is to say there isn't a grain of truth to the legend..."
Falling silent with a mysterious smile, she had another sip from the warm brew.
Later, after they had brought blankets, pillows, a basket filled with food and drink and all the assorted utensils one might need to be comfortable back up into the Observatory, the Ancient reclined against a pile of cushions and sipped from her goblet of mulled wine with a look of contentment. Having fetched her cloak while they were gathering up their desires, she finally felt warm enough and had busied herself over the past few minutes regailing Sohalia with the story of the queen that became a sparkbird to save her daughter from a dark curse.
"... and that's why the sparkbird was said to come back to the Hollowed Ground in times of need; to save the descendants of her beloved daughter, and aid the kingdom that had once been hers. Whether there's any truth to it, who can say? But the sparkbird did in fact appear, one LongNight more than ten years ago - I saw it with my own eyes. So who is to say there isn't a grain of truth to the legend..."
Falling silent with a mysterious smile, she had another sip from the warm brew.
Maea
// They called me weak, like I'm not just somebody's daughter //
