From being an Abandoned who had rarely left the Hollowed Grounds, to embracing the call of adventure, to dying and being reborn first as an Ascended and then as an Ancient, Maea has gone through quite the amount of changes in her life. One thing remains common, though, in her attempts to find out just where she belongs; she’s always had a craving for knowledge which has brought her to so many places and to meet so many people here in Caido. We can’t wait to see what else is in store for her!
Congratulations, Maea!
Credits
Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
Skinning and hosting by the epically talented Kaons, and functionality fanciness by the coding magic of Neowulf. If you ever see either of them around, make sure to show them some love!
In all of her many escapades in the markets of Torchline, Paige never really considered going up on the buildings. Usually she went under things or tried to climb on boxes. Somehow, the youth had convinced herself that the rooves were simply off limits. However, Melita completely shattered that idea and she let out a breath, blue eyes wide as saucers, nodding eagerly as a grin that matched the Honeybee's spread across her face. "Yes!" The idea has trouble written all over it and Paige is ready.
The young Attuned scrambled up to join Melita, holding onto her for balance for only a moment before she is pulling herself over the lip of the closest roof, crawling on her belly for a foot or two before finally getting up onto her feet. She doesn't even wait for the Honeybee to join her. Instead she simply took off all over again.
Love you to the moon and to Saturn Passed down like folk songs, the love lasts so long
And then it was on again – feet clambering across roofs, Fangorn grumbling behind her (probably something about the whole affair being dangerous, but the honeybee didn’t really care). Long limbs swept over tiles, listening to the sound of them rankling under her feet, light and airy, born to run and race and barrage the world with every scorching footstep –
Following after Paige, laughing, hollering and whooping loudly to the disdain or fear of people below. And only then, as they were coming to the end of one of the buildings, and towards the next, did she dash and leap, accustomed and attuned to the whims of the tops. When given the right moment, the honeybee applied her dexterity, her comfort level, her outreach, to try and see if she could snag at Paige with stretched fingers and winsome giggles.
help tonight to split its seams
Give the bruises out like gifts
Her speed wasn't the same up here as it was when they were on the ground. The fear of falling keeping her from going all out. If only because she knew a tumble from this height could cause some serious damage. Paige still tried her best, pushing forth across the loose tiles, attempting to keep from losing her footing. The girl slowed a fraction as the edge came into view, unsure that she could actually clear the gap between the two building, but she didn't have to.
Melita snagged her before she could even attempt to jump and Paige let out a squeal of delight that morphed into a fit of giggles as she stumbled and fell onto her belly, turning over to look up at the older girl. "Got me again!"
Love you to the moon and to Saturn Passed down like folk songs, the love lasts so long
Triumphant but only with the measure of glee, their antics hadn’t played into any dangerous trivialities (a surprise, perhaps, for the honeybee), and all wasn’t lost along the rooftops. She leaned back and on her knees, permitting Paige to get up, and then stood, stretching out her limbs from the silliness of the day. “There. Maybe we can save edge hopping for another time?” Her eyes glinted out over the fringes, content to leave it there. No need for Paige to be put into any level of foreboding.
Instead, the aroma of those promised pastries lingered, which meant in all their escapades, they’d gotten closer and closer to the wondrous food emanating from the market below. “Besides, breakfast is calling.” And she pointed downwards, figuring it’d be enough of a hint for the child.
help tonight to split its seams
Give the bruises out like gifts
Edge hopping another time sounded great to Paige. Plus it gave her an excuse to play with Melita again. Not that the young Attuned needed one. Instead she sat up with a grin, taking Melita's hand to get back onto her feet, sniffing at the air as her stomach growled. The scent of sweet and savory pastries alike reached her from where they were standing above the crowd, reminding her of the real mission all along, "Let's go! I'm starving!" Paige chirped, grapping onto Melita's hand and tugging her towards a safe way to get down.
They had pastries to eat and stories to share. Who knew... Maybe they could play another game of tag before Melita had to go do grown up things.
~FIN <3~
Love you to the moon and to Saturn Passed down like folk songs, the love lasts so long
