MAEA
The water did not obey her like it ought. Or rather, it felt as though someone was taking it away from her, like Loren had done on occasion, stealing it from her grasp to use for himself. She struggled to fill the jar, to keep the sand in place within it, but it was all made next to impossible. And then, quite without warning, the ground beneath her feet caved in and she was brought to her knees, the waves thundering in well over her head, closing tight around her.
The girl inhaled deeply and tried to make the water around her warm up again - the could wouldn't bother her with Ludo's Rags around her, but she didn't wish to disrupt the natural balance of the temperatures. A wave crashed down over her, almost knocking her completely over; but she held the jar tightly, and when the water receded again she gasped for air.
"Please! I'm only trying to help. If I'm doing anything wrong, I'll change it until you are satisifed." She wasn't sure whom she was pleading to, if it was the lost spirits or the gods, or... But the way her attempts were thwarted seemed too deliberate for only a storm.
She waited a bit, struggling to breathe and stay above the surf; then Maea tried to free herself, and fill the jar up with sand again. Unsure if it would work.
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Maea tried to warm the water back up so as not to cause distress to any plantlife or animals nearby. She pleads with what she thinks might be lost souls, offering to change the way she goes about things until they are satisfied.
The girl inhaled deeply and tried to make the water around her warm up again - the could wouldn't bother her with Ludo's Rags around her, but she didn't wish to disrupt the natural balance of the temperatures. A wave crashed down over her, almost knocking her completely over; but she held the jar tightly, and when the water receded again she gasped for air.
"Please! I'm only trying to help. If I'm doing anything wrong, I'll change it until you are satisifed." She wasn't sure whom she was pleading to, if it was the lost spirits or the gods, or... But the way her attempts were thwarted seemed too deliberate for only a storm.
She waited a bit, struggling to breathe and stay above the surf; then Maea tried to free herself, and fill the jar up with sand again. Unsure if it would work.
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Maea tried to warm the water back up so as not to cause distress to any plantlife or animals nearby. She pleads with what she thinks might be lost souls, offering to change the way she goes about things until they are satisfied.
Nothing lasts forever, I thought you should know
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
