over and over again

M  A   E    A I talked to God to no avail Said, "If you won't save me, please don't waste my time." Maea stumbled, barely catching herself in time before she fell headlong into the snow. Straightening up again, she gave Amun an incredulous look. "Seasons? You're joking, it's barely been a few weeks since then! I should know, I was in the bloody Spire when it happened!" While it felt like ages had passed, the memories of the awful things she'd seen down there were far too fresh to warrant any passing of time. The sounds, smells, the feeling of hot blood covering her own hands... the girl shuddered and rubbed her fingers against the cloak, as if the lingering sensation was something that could be washed away. As if it hadn't stained her to the very soul. She nodded in confirmation; aye, she lived in the Hollow. For good or bad... though it hadn't felt like home much in a while.