Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
She wanted to ignore him. Spotting that hulking figure had been inevitable - the man towered over everyone where he went - but Maea had done her best not to actually look. Even as he approached. Even as he invaded her shelter and struck up a conversation.
Like nothing ever happened.
Amun had told her Sunjata would be in the Grounds, but she had thought it a slim risk of actually running into him. It just went to show how terrible her luck was.
"Apparently," she replied coolly, without sparing him so much as a sideways glance. It was better that way. She had become very good at pretending his mere existence wasn't an open wound that refused to scab over. "As are you. Fancy that."
Like nothing ever happened.
Amun had told her Sunjata would be in the Grounds, but she had thought it a slim risk of actually running into him. It just went to show how terrible her luck was.
"Apparently," she replied coolly, without sparing him so much as a sideways glance. It was better that way. She had become very good at pretending his mere existence wasn't an open wound that refused to scab over. "As are you. Fancy that."
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
