// won't you breathe with me? //
They really were similar. She knew what he meant even without the explanation, painfully well. Had she not been searching for a purpose her whole life, to sate this need to be useful and find peace within a role that went beyond merely existing? That she had settled on a path for herself didn't mean the itch was gone - far from it. The more she read about herbs and medicine, the better she was understanding how little she knew and how far she had yet to go. The Family was gone but not because of anything she did, nor had she been of much help to those who fought on Starfall... and it left her with a restless itch to do something. Build something. Leave a tangible mark upon the world, so that when her time was up and luck ran out, she could point to it and say - "That. Though I'm not without regrets, I did that, and therefore I can be content."
"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked Liam, though her eyes were on the approaching silhouettes. "I'd happily help you figure something out, if you think it might help. Whatever you choose, I'll support you. Especially if you want to do something together like we talked about before..."
Unfortunately, as they came closer, Maea could tell that the figures did not belong to pyrina. Ranging across the lava field with a predatory intent was a pack of fyrhunds, graceful as hunting wolves and twice as dangerous. "I'm counting five," she noted with a deepening scowl. "That's a lot – " Maybe too many for only two people to deal with. Especially when a noxious wave of unease came over her, revealing that at least one, if not all of them were Void touched. Damn.
"Do you want to talk about it?" she asked Liam, though her eyes were on the approaching silhouettes. "I'd happily help you figure something out, if you think it might help. Whatever you choose, I'll support you. Especially if you want to do something together like we talked about before..."
Unfortunately, as they came closer, Maea could tell that the figures did not belong to pyrina. Ranging across the lava field with a predatory intent was a pack of fyrhunds, graceful as hunting wolves and twice as dangerous. "I'm counting five," she noted with a deepening scowl. "That's a lot – " Maybe too many for only two people to deal with. Especially when a noxious wave of unease came over her, revealing that at least one, if not all of them were Void touched. Damn.
Maea
// won't you take me to your heart? //






