"If I could fly I would never come back", you said
Escaping the tunnels beneath the Crust like one chased by hounds or a mob waving pitchforks in the air, Maea shifted and took to the sky. Gasping for breath she beat her wings as hard as she could, despite knowing full well that she couldn't outfly what really haunted her.
It would have been better to stay quiet. It would have been better to run. Remi had been right, she was a fool to think talking would fix anything. Apologizing didn't work, taking responsibility didn't either - nothing mattered, least of all her intentions, because even when she thought she was doing the right things and saying the proper things It just got worse.
Caught by a thermal, the bone-white crow was launched high into the sky. Rising through ash and foggy cloudbanks, she didn't see anything at all. Only mist and fog and more mist, endless in all directions. Lost... she was lost in every sense of the word. Out of touch, out of breath, out of her mind sick and tired of herself and everyone - she just flew, aimlessly, wishing she could simply cross the edges of the map and never return.
It would have been better to stay quiet. It would have been better to run. Remi had been right, she was a fool to think talking would fix anything. Apologizing didn't work, taking responsibility didn't either - nothing mattered, least of all her intentions, because even when she thought she was doing the right things and saying the proper things It just got worse.
Caught by a thermal, the bone-white crow was launched high into the sky. Rising through ash and foggy cloudbanks, she didn't see anything at all. Only mist and fog and more mist, endless in all directions. Lost... she was lost in every sense of the word. Out of touch, out of breath, out of her mind sick and tired of herself and everyone - she just flew, aimlessly, wishing she could simply cross the edges of the map and never return.
Maea
