MAEA
A draft filtered through hollow pathways never touched by the sun. Even at the height of Longheat it was cool below ground, perhaps the biggest reason why they had found their way below. And Maea had some history with these tunnels.
"... I used to hide down here during the days, back when I was ascended," she told Liam. Her hushed voice echoed back to them in soft whispers, sending shudders down her arms; or maybe it was the dampness of ocean winds condensing against the black volcanic vents; who knew. "It was dangerous to be out in the sun, and I didn't want to run into anyone I knew... so I had plenty of time to explore. Have you ever been down before?"
Sticking close to him as they made their way down winding pathways, she could feel the glee of her companion like a smile pressed to the back of her mind. Shii had zoomed off to explore, its faint light already swallowed up by the intermittent darkness. Maea wished she could share the enjoyment. Had these tunnels always been so close? The darkness was less concerning than the height of a jagged ceiling or the occasional sound of rushing water, and she caught herself doing breathing exercises without consciously engaging with them whenever they came upon a tidal pool left by receding waves. Maybe that was why she kept talking; a non-stop chatter that betrayed her fraying nerves, distracting her from her hammering pulse.
"... I used to hide down here during the days, back when I was ascended," she told Liam. Her hushed voice echoed back to them in soft whispers, sending shudders down her arms; or maybe it was the dampness of ocean winds condensing against the black volcanic vents; who knew. "It was dangerous to be out in the sun, and I didn't want to run into anyone I knew... so I had plenty of time to explore. Have you ever been down before?"
Sticking close to him as they made their way down winding pathways, she could feel the glee of her companion like a smile pressed to the back of her mind. Shii had zoomed off to explore, its faint light already swallowed up by the intermittent darkness. Maea wished she could share the enjoyment. Had these tunnels always been so close? The darkness was less concerning than the height of a jagged ceiling or the occasional sound of rushing water, and she caught herself doing breathing exercises without consciously engaging with them whenever they came upon a tidal pool left by receding waves. Maybe that was why she kept talking; a non-stop chatter that betrayed her fraying nerves, distracting her from her hammering pulse.
Bleeding out for you
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
