Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
She smiled at the idea of poor Libbs cooped up in a workshop, producing nothing but these little tools. It seemed unlikely that the flighty woman would put up with that for very long. Like a small death, cooping her up like that.
Sunjata's quip, his wink, had her shrug slightly. Amused, but... "Can't say I would know... The only 'wrong' thing I can recall doing is take an item from Remi's workshop when he was thought to be dead. And he wasn't even upset about it, when I tried to give it back."
Was it fun and thrilling to steal? To break rules, cross lines? Maea had no idea.
Sunjata's quip, his wink, had her shrug slightly. Amused, but... "Can't say I would know... The only 'wrong' thing I can recall doing is take an item from Remi's workshop when he was thought to be dead. And he wasn't even upset about it, when I tried to give it back."
Was it fun and thrilling to steal? To break rules, cross lines? Maea had no idea.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
