Maea
The worst of all blessings
"Really?" The amused quirk of her lips immediately faded and she sat up, scanning his face for any traces of the incident. If she'd known he'd actually been hurt, she would not have laughed. "Where? Show me - " Not asking so much as demanding to examine the mark, the concern was a few years too late and somewhat misplaced - clearly he was doing perfectly fine - but she gazed expectantly at him anyway.
His early life sounded peaceful and happy, especially compared to hers. A year ago she might have been envious, even dismissive as if enduring hardship somehow made you more resilient - a load of crap at the best of days - but the Maea of right now was only relieved. The kind of darkness she'd grown up with wasn't something she wished on anyone. Him least of all.
"I wanted to be a caretaker for the Aetheneum, but as I couldn't read and had really bad eyesight, it wasn't really possible." she murmured, impressed with the tenacity he had shown by making his dream a reality. How painful it must have been, too, to watch that dream fall apart, crumbling to dust in his hands. Family gone, all purpose taken away, lost in the bottom of a bottle and just conscious enough to be aware of the slow descent into ruin.
"Did you like it, before it went downhill with the drinking and such?"
His early life sounded peaceful and happy, especially compared to hers. A year ago she might have been envious, even dismissive as if enduring hardship somehow made you more resilient - a load of crap at the best of days - but the Maea of right now was only relieved. The kind of darkness she'd grown up with wasn't something she wished on anyone. Him least of all.
"I wanted to be a caretaker for the Aetheneum, but as I couldn't read and had really bad eyesight, it wasn't really possible." she murmured, impressed with the tenacity he had shown by making his dream a reality. How painful it must have been, too, to watch that dream fall apart, crumbling to dust in his hands. Family gone, all purpose taken away, lost in the bottom of a bottle and just conscious enough to be aware of the slow descent into ruin.
"Did you like it, before it went downhill with the drinking and such?"
The most beautiful of curses
Base by Skylark
