PHOEBE
Phoebe listened quietly as Maea prattled off about Mort and the gods, finding herself staring off into the distance. It was so simple, she realized, to say those things, when counting those in your life who had died in the last year took up almost more than both hands. ”If I’m being honest, I’m a bit tired of honoring Vi as of late.” she admitted quietly, barely more than a whisper. She had been shattered, over and over again in the last year, each blow worse than the one before. There had been no time to grieve or rebound, life simply crushing her again and again and again.
Some of the pieces had been ground to dust, forever lost it seemed.
But Maea was happy with the sun creams, and seemed intent to get rid of her farm. ”Well we can definitely make very good use of it. What is it you would like in exchange for it?” she asked, realizing it was likely a hefty sum the girl was looking for.
Some of the pieces had been ground to dust, forever lost it seemed.
But Maea was happy with the sun creams, and seemed intent to get rid of her farm. ”Well we can definitely make very good use of it. What is it you would like in exchange for it?” she asked, realizing it was likely a hefty sum the girl was looking for.
my heart is so tired
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
