Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
Try as she might, Maea could not find any good arguments against any of that. Struggling all the same against the inevitable for a few seconds, she finally heaved a very heartfelt sigh and teetered forward until gravity gave her no choice but to move her feet. "I hate it when you're right," she grumbled. He wouldn't be getting any more thank you's today - any inclination she might have harbored just vanished like water in the desert - but the arms that slipped around his neck might have squeezed a little bit extra. Just a little bit.
It was better than being stuck in the cave for the rest of existence. Even she had to admit as much.
"Do you know where to go?" Her compass could only lead them to the Grounds, and even Amun would take time to get there - no matter how strong and fast he was. Surely.
It was better than being stuck in the cave for the rest of existence. Even she had to admit as much.
"Do you know where to go?" Her compass could only lead them to the Grounds, and even Amun would take time to get there - no matter how strong and fast he was. Surely.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
