Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
She was quiet for a bit, trying to put words on it. Maybe if she could explain herself well enough, he might change his mind.
"I am... afraid," she finally admitted. "There's this feeling. That if I go back, I'll be stuck there again. Unable to leave. Unable to dream, or breathe."
Turning her gaze away, out over the billowing hills, she couldn't get over how green they were. Still. After all these years. "You know I was born there. Under the barrier. My family died there. All of them. All I recall when thinking back is... gray. Gray fields. Gray trees. Gray clothes and gray faces, simply scraping by. To know the world and be unable to reach it again for whatever reason - it makes me feel like I'm suffocating."
Even in the name of safety, she just couldn't bring herself to think of the Grounds as a haven. Only a trap ready to spring.
"I am... afraid," she finally admitted. "There's this feeling. That if I go back, I'll be stuck there again. Unable to leave. Unable to dream, or breathe."
Turning her gaze away, out over the billowing hills, she couldn't get over how green they were. Still. After all these years. "You know I was born there. Under the barrier. My family died there. All of them. All I recall when thinking back is... gray. Gray fields. Gray trees. Gray clothes and gray faces, simply scraping by. To know the world and be unable to reach it again for whatever reason - it makes me feel like I'm suffocating."
Even in the name of safety, she just couldn't bring herself to think of the Grounds as a haven. Only a trap ready to spring.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
