Maea
And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain
But take the pain
Maea was sorry, too. Wished, in the way one always did, for chances to turn back time and undo the mistakes of the past. But going back was impossible, time being a far more impenetrable force than any other, and so all that remained was the choice of staying on your knees, or get up and move forward with learned lessons carved into the soul. Not always an obvious choice, in practice; not always the most natural thing to do. But times like today, Maea did find herself glad for all the moments when she didn't give up. Stirred almost to tears by the small smile of a girl she'd just met, and offered the view of a bridge, a bond, a precious new connection, it was all she could do to smile back.
"Yes. I believe we have. Thank you, for that. And for this." She touched the box containing the flower with pale fingertips.
For some time, she remained kneeling in the moss, seated silently by the edge of the pool. As the desire to take a swim faded, and a light breeze stirred the fog around them, Maea savored the stillness. It wouldn't last, she knew that; sooner or later she would have to get up and start thinking about how to deliver the Rose to Liam, who would surely reject it if presented with its healing properties up front, and find ways to quell her anxiety of failing him lest they get in the way. Soon... but not now. For a little while longer she wanted to remain in the presence of this sweet young lady who wasn't asking anything of her, until she felt just a little bit braver. So that when they eventually parted ways, some of this quiet would remain within her, tucked close to the heart like a precious pearl against which she might measure harder days; and be reminded of the goodness, the fortunes, the small miracles that certainly did exist in this world. Delivered by way of a smile.
[FIN]
"Yes. I believe we have. Thank you, for that. And for this." She touched the box containing the flower with pale fingertips.
For some time, she remained kneeling in the moss, seated silently by the edge of the pool. As the desire to take a swim faded, and a light breeze stirred the fog around them, Maea savored the stillness. It wouldn't last, she knew that; sooner or later she would have to get up and start thinking about how to deliver the Rose to Liam, who would surely reject it if presented with its healing properties up front, and find ways to quell her anxiety of failing him lest they get in the way. Soon... but not now. For a little while longer she wanted to remain in the presence of this sweet young lady who wasn't asking anything of her, until she felt just a little bit braver. So that when they eventually parted ways, some of this quiet would remain within her, tucked close to the heart like a precious pearl against which she might measure harder days; and be reminded of the goodness, the fortunes, the small miracles that certainly did exist in this world. Delivered by way of a smile.
[FIN]
Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay
You choose to stay
