MILO
this is for the snakes and the people they bite
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
She doesn’t say anything else and Milo truthfully doesn’t have anything to add. He’s not much for small talk when he’s in a mood like this, and the sooner he can get through with the healing the sooner he can go back home and curl up under the covers of his bed and pass out for what he hopes to be a very long time. So for now, he focuses on spreading his hands out before him, letting his magic infuse the bricks and stones of the surrounding area.
More sweat beads up on his forehead, and his breathing grows heavy again, the exhaustion weighing heavily on his shoulders and causes him to lag a fraction as he moves from section to section, and when he’s almost needing another break he thinks he can push through it completely. So he turns to glance at Maeve over his shoulder, red brows pinched together as he continues to warm the stones. “Where else?” He asks, waiting for her to guide him.
More sweat beads up on his forehead, and his breathing grows heavy again, the exhaustion weighing heavily on his shoulders and causes him to lag a fraction as he moves from section to section, and when he’s almost needing another break he thinks he can push through it completely. So he turns to glance at Maeve over his shoulder, red brows pinched together as he continues to warm the stones. “Where else?” He asks, waiting for her to guide him.
for the warning signs i've completely ignored
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
