MAEA
Carry me through this world alive
I feel no more, this suffering
I feel no more, this suffering
Tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, Maea inspected the ropes of varying thickness. It was all common material that anyone could get hold of in these parts; she'd handled more than a few of them through her life and remembered how some would make her palms burn if they slipped, where others might cut into the skin instead.
"Is that not a good thing?" she asked, absently. "The more skilled my teacher, the better results I can produce. It is simple logic. Better by far if you are actually capable at what you are trying to pass on." Glancing up, there was a little smile pulling at her mouth. The first one that night, and only a ghost of what it could have been, but... baby steps.
"I suppose the presence of these things mean you really are going to tie me up... aren't you." Teeth worried at the bottom lip, her eyebrows stern as she gazed into Sunjata's eyes. It wasn't a question, really. Maea just wanted to hear him deny it, because she did not enjoy the idea at all.
"Is that not a good thing?" she asked, absently. "The more skilled my teacher, the better results I can produce. It is simple logic. Better by far if you are actually capable at what you are trying to pass on." Glancing up, there was a little smile pulling at her mouth. The first one that night, and only a ghost of what it could have been, but... baby steps.
"I suppose the presence of these things mean you really are going to tie me up... aren't you." Teeth worried at the bottom lip, her eyebrows stern as she gazed into Sunjata's eyes. It wasn't a question, really. Maea just wanted to hear him deny it, because she did not enjoy the idea at all.
Bury me in this cold light
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
