Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
A figure appeared on the horizon, and grew steadily larger. Travelers were scarce out here but not unheard of, and Maea would have been content to let them pass her by without acknowledgement. Small talk was something she avoided even in the best of times, and right now...
But no such luck. The figure turned out to be a young man, or possibly a boy, young looking and not at all as tall as the men she usually was surrounded by. He caught her attention rather politely, and for that alone Maea paused, and looked at him.
"Possibly... depends on what you need," she said. Her voice was quiet, a little rough too, but more like she had been crying a lot, or perhaps screaming... or both, if her red eyes was any indication.
But no such luck. The figure turned out to be a young man, or possibly a boy, young looking and not at all as tall as the men she usually was surrounded by. He caught her attention rather politely, and for that alone Maea paused, and looked at him.
"Possibly... depends on what you need," she said. Her voice was quiet, a little rough too, but more like she had been crying a lot, or perhaps screaming... or both, if her red eyes was any indication.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
