// won't you breathe with me? //
It was a relief to see clarity return to Hadama's eyes, welcome if short lived. Only a moment later he stepped into what seemed like a stray piece of bog, and Maea found herself caught between two equally necessary tasks.
Making a difficult decision, she chose to focus on the task at hand, needing to eliminate the overpowering scent of the Daisies from the equation. "Can you help Hadama?" she asked of Zavien, hoping he was coming back to his senses. "I'll be there as soon as these flowers are gone." Her gaze returned to the flowers, her fingers drawing patterns in the air as a mental aid as she guided the flames in serpentine lines to anything that flashed purple or turned her stomach with unease. Careful not to harm the living hedge, the sooner she was done the better it would be for all of them.
Maea keeps burning Void Daisies and asks Zavien to help Hadama.
Making a difficult decision, she chose to focus on the task at hand, needing to eliminate the overpowering scent of the Daisies from the equation. "Can you help Hadama?" she asked of Zavien, hoping he was coming back to his senses. "I'll be there as soon as these flowers are gone." Her gaze returned to the flowers, her fingers drawing patterns in the air as a mental aid as she guided the flames in serpentine lines to anything that flashed purple or turned her stomach with unease. Careful not to harm the living hedge, the sooner she was done the better it would be for all of them.
Maea keeps burning Void Daisies and asks Zavien to help Hadama.
Maea
// won't you take me to your heart? //
