MAEA
Carry me through this world alive
I feel no more, this suffering
I feel no more, this suffering
He listened, understood. Accepted her choice for what it was, and Maea was so grateful for the lack of judgement. Perhaps she shouldn't be so surprised to find that they shared so many sentiments, but she was all the same. It would have been very easy to dismiss their relation as based entirely on that spark they'd felt, but as they spent more time together she thought it might be more to it than just plain attraction. She could understand him, even if she didn't always agree with his line of thinking, and it seemed... the same could be said for him. At least a little bit.
"Perhaps Ludo might be interested in another bargain," she suggested, with the barest hint of a smile despite the grim topic. "Though I hope you don't intend for it to end quite so quickly... I need my teacher alive."
He lingered near her, and she felt his presence like a tone softly humming through her blood. Maea kept speaking, wanting to make the moment last even just a little bit longer. It felt good to be like this. Talking quietly, not arguing, not being at odds with each other - at least not to the point of tears and shouting. She wanted it to stay this way. Wished it could last, so that she could have the chance to know him better.
The idea that he might not made her throat feel tight, cold, and she swallowed. Sighed. A puff of frosty breath rose from her lips into the air as she did, and Maea stared at it. Not really understanding what she was seeing. "What the...?"
"Perhaps Ludo might be interested in another bargain," she suggested, with the barest hint of a smile despite the grim topic. "Though I hope you don't intend for it to end quite so quickly... I need my teacher alive."
He lingered near her, and she felt his presence like a tone softly humming through her blood. Maea kept speaking, wanting to make the moment last even just a little bit longer. It felt good to be like this. Talking quietly, not arguing, not being at odds with each other - at least not to the point of tears and shouting. She wanted it to stay this way. Wished it could last, so that she could have the chance to know him better.
The idea that he might not made her throat feel tight, cold, and she swallowed. Sighed. A puff of frosty breath rose from her lips into the air as she did, and Maea stared at it. Not really understanding what she was seeing. "What the...?"
Bury me in this cold light
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
