Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
No keeping score. No apologies. To be there for one another. Peering up from the dark folds, Maea hummed a wordless acknowledgement and returned to watching Amun as he worked. Scrutinizing the man, as if not sure what she was really looking at. It came down to trust, in the end, something she had been in terribly short supply of for a long time. Ever since her family died, really. It had been so easy to slap the tag of brother, friend and family on people, but to actually be all that again... it was not easy. And she had been burned, by offering herself up too quickly and too free.
It did speak for itself though, how this person kept hacking away at rock to get her out. How easy it would have been to just leave her and disappear. But he stayed. And by the sound of it, Amun had no intention of going anywhere.
"Thank you. Truly. I'm glad it's you, who found me." Pawing at her eyes and smudging dirt across the face in the process, Maea leaned back against the jagged rock. Wishing she could help - but the orders to stay put were reinforced by a numbness in her limbs that did not invite recklessness.
"How have you been, anyway?"
It did speak for itself though, how this person kept hacking away at rock to get her out. How easy it would have been to just leave her and disappear. But he stayed. And by the sound of it, Amun had no intention of going anywhere.
"Thank you. Truly. I'm glad it's you, who found me." Pawing at her eyes and smudging dirt across the face in the process, Maea leaned back against the jagged rock. Wishing she could help - but the orders to stay put were reinforced by a numbness in her limbs that did not invite recklessness.
"How have you been, anyway?"
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
