Stumbling to her feet and into his waiting arms, to embrace Mort was like reconnecting with every lost or half-forgotten family member she'd ever had. Tears welled up and overflowed, dampening her cheeks - and for once she simply let them flow, for they were a sign of a deep healing taking place. Afterwards she could never quite recall how long that embrace lasted - whether an instant or a lifetime - but in that moment, while it lasted, Maea was reminded of what it felt like to be okay. Not haunted, nor lonely, not searching or needing. Just... present, alive, and fully supported by every foundation she could ever wish for.
"Yes," she promised, as Mort withdrew and his hands on her shoulders leeched warmth and strength into her spine. "Always." Shii promised too, and came drifting over to whisper sweet secrets to Death for the duration of his stay. And when he left them, and the golden glow of his presence was replaced by the warmth of a swiftly rising sun, the pair lingered before the shrine in absolute contentment, savoring the simple joy of being together again.
[FIN]
"Yes," she promised, as Mort withdrew and his hands on her shoulders leeched warmth and strength into her spine. "Always." Shii promised too, and came drifting over to whisper sweet secrets to Death for the duration of his stay. And when he left them, and the golden glow of his presence was replaced by the warmth of a swiftly rising sun, the pair lingered before the shrine in absolute contentment, savoring the simple joy of being together again.
[FIN]
Maea
These words are my own, from my heart flown
