MAEA
Carry me through this world alive
I feel no more, this suffering
I feel no more, this suffering
Warm. Vibrant. Colorful. "Not sure I'd fit in very well, then," she commented, once she was able to breathe again. Looking up, she could indeed make out the darker line of the road up ahead; she hadn't even noticed the snow when it began to fall again. No doubt it would get darke soon, too.
"Though wouldn't mind a bit of sun right about now..." Just a little. So she wouldn't be as tempted to close her eyes and make a nest in one of the snowdrifts. With the shawl about her, it wouldn't be too different from curling up on a lumpy bed. Not cold, not dangerous. As long as the rags were kept in place, at least.
But she had a feeling Amun wouldn't allow it, so she relented. Kept going. "This might not have been my brightest idea," she admitted.
"Though wouldn't mind a bit of sun right about now..." Just a little. So she wouldn't be as tempted to close her eyes and make a nest in one of the snowdrifts. With the shawl about her, it wouldn't be too different from curling up on a lumpy bed. Not cold, not dangerous. As long as the rags were kept in place, at least.
But she had a feeling Amun wouldn't allow it, so she relented. Kept going. "This might not have been my brightest idea," she admitted.
Bury me in this cold light
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
