You're so cold
but you feel alive
"Poor wounded boy..." But for all that she tried to maintain the joke, there was enough compassion in them to turn it into something else. Meant to comfort, sympathise...
Silence fell over them after that. A restless, thoughtful silence at first, but eventually Maea's breathing evened out into sleep. If the man lay awake she knew nothing of it, caught by her own weariness of body and mind. The nightmares came, as usual, and made her toss and turn in the too-big bed, muttering inaudible things under breath... but for once she was able to sleep through the remainder of the night.
Only once did she come too, briefly roused as a big, dark shape of silken midnight fur and glowing eyes climbed onto the edge of her bed. There was a moment of stepping around, of settling... and she kindly decided not to kick him out again, as Sunjata seemed content to remain a panther, resting much like a dog at her feet.
She could tell him what she thought of it in the morning.
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- FIN
Silence fell over them after that. A restless, thoughtful silence at first, but eventually Maea's breathing evened out into sleep. If the man lay awake she knew nothing of it, caught by her own weariness of body and mind. The nightmares came, as usual, and made her toss and turn in the too-big bed, muttering inaudible things under breath... but for once she was able to sleep through the remainder of the night.
Only once did she come too, briefly roused as a big, dark shape of silken midnight fur and glowing eyes climbed onto the edge of her bed. There was a moment of stepping around, of settling... and she kindly decided not to kick him out again, as Sunjata seemed content to remain a panther, resting much like a dog at her feet.
She could tell him what she thought of it in the morning.
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- FIN
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
