MAEA
Water rippled against the rocky shoreline. Small pinetree seedlings scrabbled for perchage in the shallow soil, crooked and windswept from the constant exposure to the ocean winds. This far out among the islands the Outer Brambles gave Maea the impression of an archipelago, and the climate a life entirely its own. The wind was crisp and clear, full of scents both familiar and foreign; treesap and dry earth, ocean brine and something sweet that could be a nearby apple tree at the height of ripeness - or, less charming, something that rotted in some tidal pool får enough away that the stench wouldn't be overpowering.
Standing on a high rise with the trees stepped back in a circle around her, the wind felt like fingers threading through her hair. She thought of Harper, and just as quickly turned her thoughts away to the question Tal had posed regarding shrines - and sighed over the complications men added to her life.
Hunger rumbling through her gut soon banished them both from her immediate concerns however. Arming herself with a simple fishing spear whittled from a piece of driftwood, Maea kicked off her worn down boots and began to stalk the shoreline for something edible. Too late in the season for eggs, and with little knowledge about seafood, she kept her eyes out for fish as a general rule. Shadows darting in the shallows told her they were certainly there... question was how to catch them without falling in.
Standing on a high rise with the trees stepped back in a circle around her, the wind felt like fingers threading through her hair. She thought of Harper, and just as quickly turned her thoughts away to the question Tal had posed regarding shrines - and sighed over the complications men added to her life.
Hunger rumbling through her gut soon banished them both from her immediate concerns however. Arming herself with a simple fishing spear whittled from a piece of driftwood, Maea kicked off her worn down boots and began to stalk the shoreline for something edible. Too late in the season for eggs, and with little knowledge about seafood, she kept her eyes out for fish as a general rule. Shadows darting in the shallows told her they were certainly there... question was how to catch them without falling in.
Light is easy to love
Show me your darkness
Show me your darkness
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
