Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
Half dreading that he might simply drop her and walk away, Maea didn't expect the answer she got. Sitting very still, she listened and bit back every objection she had, every counter argument. There were many. But they could discuss cause and effect, guilt and blame forever without ever reaching a real answer. And it was beside the point. Maea's feelings on the whole issue was the point, and they wouldn't disappear or change at the drop of a hat no matter what brilliant revelations Amun could offer.
Stewing in the misery of her own inner turmoil for some time, she was at least somewhat soothed by the hand on her back. He hadn't left. Not let go.
"I'm sorry. For being like this," came a hoarse whisper, when she had turned in enough circles that the guilt returned.
Stewing in the misery of her own inner turmoil for some time, she was at least somewhat soothed by the hand on her back. He hadn't left. Not let go.
"I'm sorry. For being like this," came a hoarse whisper, when she had turned in enough circles that the guilt returned.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
