Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
Enough? What was enougn? Not her fluids, at least. Not even close. So many systems were still shut down, in need of repair. The touch to her face registered but only faintly, the meaning of the words simultaneously clear and yet somehow inconsequential. A thick streak of self preservation warred against blooming concern for someone else - oh, that was rare - and if she'd had a true heartbeat, several would have passed before she moved an inch.
When she finally did let go, it was a slow thing, reluctant - a motion screaming that this was against better judgement. The system demanded. But brother. But functionality.
But nothing.
Maea bit down on her own hand instead. Not that it would do anything. Just a safety measure, until she mastered herself. Blinking like a drunkard in the gloom of the rocky shelter, the surge of sensation began to die down. Turning her head around, she gazed more fully at Amun. Still not quite sure this wasn't a figment of her imagination.
"A-Amun?" She sounded rusty. Hoarse like one who hadn't spoken in years. It felt like years. "You... are really here?"
When she finally did let go, it was a slow thing, reluctant - a motion screaming that this was against better judgement. The system demanded. But brother. But functionality.
But nothing.
Maea bit down on her own hand instead. Not that it would do anything. Just a safety measure, until she mastered herself. Blinking like a drunkard in the gloom of the rocky shelter, the surge of sensation began to die down. Turning her head around, she gazed more fully at Amun. Still not quite sure this wasn't a figment of her imagination.
"A-Amun?" She sounded rusty. Hoarse like one who hadn't spoken in years. It felt like years. "You... are really here?"
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
