MAEA
Carry me through this world alive
I feel no more, this suffering
I feel no more, this suffering
Did Delphia know how much hope her words instilled in Maea? Just that small, thoughtful suggestion that there might truly be a way to repair the mistakes of the past made her chest squeeze in suffocating relief, all the more precious because of how cautious, how tentative the hope was.
"I hope you are right. If it's so, then I'll do what I can. Even if I stumble along the way."
If she could change anything at all, even a little... then Maea would do whatever it took. To be the best person she could be, to live up to that suggested hope and expectation. If it meant coming even a little bit closer to the gods she loved so much. To give others that same chance.
"What do you think of the Hollowed Ground, then?" she asked, curious. "What does it look like, from your perspective?"
She'd asked the same of another person, at some point, but could not quite recall whom. Jigano, maybe - he was as good a guess as any.
"I hope you are right. If it's so, then I'll do what I can. Even if I stumble along the way."
If she could change anything at all, even a little... then Maea would do whatever it took. To be the best person she could be, to live up to that suggested hope and expectation. If it meant coming even a little bit closer to the gods she loved so much. To give others that same chance.
"What do you think of the Hollowed Ground, then?" she asked, curious. "What does it look like, from your perspective?"
She'd asked the same of another person, at some point, but could not quite recall whom. Jigano, maybe - he was as good a guess as any.
Bury me in this cold light
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
