// now I've been crazy, couldn't you tell? //
Directions only counted so much when it came to the Sidhe village. Paths had a tendency to twist beneath your feet, occasionally leading them completely astray, or as in this case, just slightly off from where you intended to go.
Lounging on the porch that wrapped around her (yes, her!) house, Maea had been keeping an eye out for the visitor and thought she recognized the figure that came strolling along the path that led to the Treehouse. She was about to raise a hand to wave, when Lyra suddenly stopped a house or so too soon. Torn between amusement and that second-hand awkwardness of getting something almost right, she stood from her seat and hurried over to the stairs, then down halfway as she called out.
"Hello! Over here. Sorry, I know I wrote 'a big house' but I'm afraid it's not that big." The neighboring family was a thriving clan of six and had a house to match, with several extensions sprouting along the branches of their tree like odd growths. In comparison, the former government building was a humble two story thing, well crafted and large for one person to have all to herself - but not, perhaps, anything close to a mansion.
"It's good to see you again," Maea continued, coming down to meet Lyra half way and help with any luggage. "How was your journey?"
Lounging on the porch that wrapped around her (yes, her!) house, Maea had been keeping an eye out for the visitor and thought she recognized the figure that came strolling along the path that led to the Treehouse. She was about to raise a hand to wave, when Lyra suddenly stopped a house or so too soon. Torn between amusement and that second-hand awkwardness of getting something almost right, she stood from her seat and hurried over to the stairs, then down halfway as she called out.
"Hello! Over here. Sorry, I know I wrote 'a big house' but I'm afraid it's not that big." The neighboring family was a thriving clan of six and had a house to match, with several extensions sprouting along the branches of their tree like odd growths. In comparison, the former government building was a humble two story thing, well crafted and large for one person to have all to herself - but not, perhaps, anything close to a mansion.
"It's good to see you again," Maea continued, coming down to meet Lyra half way and help with any luggage. "How was your journey?"
Maea
// I threw stones at the stars but the whole sky fell //
