You're so cold
but you feel alive
He came after her. Breathing in deeply, Maea turned to face him and listened as he went off. He offered her answers, a way to work things out, and on any normal day she would have leapt at the chance. But today was the day that she burned the items her family had gathered, created and maintained. It was the day where she picked apart the corpse of an old life and buried it, so that something new might be born from the ashes tomorrow.
To be perfectly honest, she was not in the mood for this game.
Biting her teeth together, she looked between the bowl in his hand to the pyre. An offering? She might as well throw the pretty glass trinket into the flames, for all the good it would do her to present it to Safrin. "You think an Abandoned will be more in favor with the Lady than the Ascended? The difference is unfortunately not as great as many would like to believe...
"But fine. I'll help you. Can't say I don't know what to ask though... She shrugged. "Don't even know where to begin."
Moving for the well, situated some distance from both the main buildings, the pyre and the man, Maea hauled up the bucket and drank deeply. It gave her some time to think, to coax her mind from the sluggish ooze of emotion and present some kind of curiosity. Had she ever wanted to know anything about spiders? No. But not too long ago she'd been seated with Rexanna, asking questions about the ascended. The Queen had been quite forthcoming, but Maea was too polite to ask sensitive questions then. With Amun, she had no such consideration.
He was the one who offered this.
"Did you choose to Ascend?" she asked, pitching her voice to carry to him over the distance. "What sustains you if you neither eat, drink or sleep? Blood, some say, but is that true?"
To be perfectly honest, she was not in the mood for this game.
Biting her teeth together, she looked between the bowl in his hand to the pyre. An offering? She might as well throw the pretty glass trinket into the flames, for all the good it would do her to present it to Safrin. "You think an Abandoned will be more in favor with the Lady than the Ascended? The difference is unfortunately not as great as many would like to believe...
"But fine. I'll help you. Can't say I don't know what to ask though... She shrugged. "Don't even know where to begin."
Moving for the well, situated some distance from both the main buildings, the pyre and the man, Maea hauled up the bucket and drank deeply. It gave her some time to think, to coax her mind from the sluggish ooze of emotion and present some kind of curiosity. Had she ever wanted to know anything about spiders? No. But not too long ago she'd been seated with Rexanna, asking questions about the ascended. The Queen had been quite forthcoming, but Maea was too polite to ask sensitive questions then. With Amun, she had no such consideration.
He was the one who offered this.
"Did you choose to Ascend?" she asked, pitching her voice to carry to him over the distance. "What sustains you if you neither eat, drink or sleep? Blood, some say, but is that true?"
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
