MAEA
Maea could only lift her hands helplessly, having no answers either. Probably her gods were both fickle and cruel in their own way, and no doubt The Voice had her own reasons for rebelling against them. Oh, there were answers and reasons and logical explanations to everything, and Maea knew she was being irrational, when he leveled these sensible viewpoints and questions at her.
He took her hands, pulled them away from her hair, and she let him, like she always did. He never harmed her, never forced her into anything... except perhaps to question her own set views on how the world worked. Which was rather a big thing, come to think of it.
"I don't know," she said weakly. "I don't have any answers either. It's just... I feel like a kid who hates yellow, and all around me people are painting the houses in that very shade, and it makes me want to scream and splash blue all over it so I won't have to see the awfulness. It's rather stupid and unreasonable, and I should know better."
She gave him a weak smile. "Especially when my brother is one of those who are painting."
He took her hands, pulled them away from her hair, and she let him, like she always did. He never harmed her, never forced her into anything... except perhaps to question her own set views on how the world worked. Which was rather a big thing, come to think of it.
"I don't know," she said weakly. "I don't have any answers either. It's just... I feel like a kid who hates yellow, and all around me people are painting the houses in that very shade, and it makes me want to scream and splash blue all over it so I won't have to see the awfulness. It's rather stupid and unreasonable, and I should know better."
She gave him a weak smile. "Especially when my brother is one of those who are painting."
I'm an angel bored like hell
And you're a devil meaning well
And you're a devil meaning well
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
