Down and out, and out of luck, we're spinning but the needle's stuck
When the water surged and swelled, the moushroom let out a tiny squeak and darted off into the night. Maea looked after it, frowning in soft disappointment, before turning her attention to what rose from the deep. It had promised to be something vast, something impressive...
but in the end, it was just a man.
At least, until he set himself on fire. That was new. Even though she wasn't very close the young woman still shrank back from it, up on her feet in an instant when she realized who the man was. A bit on edge, not sure what to think. This was a far cry from the sad-eyed youth she had planted flowers with in her garden.
"I dare say you are the strangest thing around here," she suggested, an uncertain smile flashing through before it was gone again. "Hello, Remi. It's been a while." Three years, or so? Last time they met, she died soon after.
It was hard not to jump to conclusions, even if he had nothing to do with it last time.
but in the end, it was just a man.
At least, until he set himself on fire. That was new. Even though she wasn't very close the young woman still shrank back from it, up on her feet in an instant when she realized who the man was. A bit on edge, not sure what to think. This was a far cry from the sad-eyed youth she had planted flowers with in her garden.
"I dare say you are the strangest thing around here," she suggested, an uncertain smile flashing through before it was gone again. "Hello, Remi. It's been a while." Three years, or so? Last time they met, she died soon after.
It was hard not to jump to conclusions, even if he had nothing to do with it last time.
Maea
