Bring me that Horizon

Maea Big dreamers shoot for open skies The revelation intrigued her, as much as the sudden eruption of words. My, was this conversation? She was honored. Flattered, even. And the topic was one she gladly delved into, as she kept shuffling along by Remi's side. Not quite able to keep the pace he set. "I love Ludo," she replied, with open honesty. "It gave me sight when mine was disappearing, and let me dance with my brother on Fiat Lux, one last time. I've only ever been treated kindly by it." Maea thought of the embrace she'd been given, of the time when Ludo had draped over her shoulders, much as it had Remi's so recently (not that she would know that). "Perhaps I've been fortunate," she admitted. Finally admitted that there might be more than luck to the appearances of the masked Herald. "When it gave me the shawl, I was inside it, for a moment. It was... a void. Dark, suffocating... but very close. I wouldn't call it empty."