Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
It was a sentiment Maea understood. "I've been told that keeping busy is the way to go," she nodded. "I'm doing that, too. The guild, training, this... I'd be grateful for anything to keep me occupied." For every chance to avoid thinking too deeply on anything. Recent events in particular... She didn't say it, but the truth of it lay in the faraway look in her eyes. In the fleeting smiles that came but never lingered for long, only rarely lighting up her face in earnest.
"I see. That's impressive. What would you like me to do, for a start? I can learn as I go," she offered. Though Maea would be perfectly content to do the grunt work, if it freed Isla's hands for more pressing matters.
"I see. That's impressive. What would you like me to do, for a start? I can learn as I go," she offered. Though Maea would be perfectly content to do the grunt work, if it freed Isla's hands for more pressing matters.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
