MAEA
Carry me through this world alive
I feel no more, this suffering
I feel no more, this suffering
This was the second time she had been offered to tag along for a chat with the Voice. First Sam, now Amun... if she didn't know better, Maea would have called it a conspiracy.
But for all of Amun's teasing, she thought his offer as genuone as the concern. So she scoffed at his taunt about Nate - he had no idea how awkward that whole affair had been - and made a playful shove to his shoulder, mock attempting to push him off the slippery ledge.
"Maybe I'd be less attacked if I did go with him," she rebutted, grinning slightly. But then, her expression softened. "Thank you, though. I'll consider it? If things get too bad."
Though if she were to be honest, Maea asking The Voice for help was as likely as the sun rising on LongNight.
But for all of Amun's teasing, she thought his offer as genuone as the concern. So she scoffed at his taunt about Nate - he had no idea how awkward that whole affair had been - and made a playful shove to his shoulder, mock attempting to push him off the slippery ledge.
"Maybe I'd be less attacked if I did go with him," she rebutted, grinning slightly. But then, her expression softened. "Thank you, though. I'll consider it? If things get too bad."
Though if she were to be honest, Maea asking The Voice for help was as likely as the sun rising on LongNight.
Bury me in this cold light
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
