Down and out, and out of luck, we're spinning but the needle's stuck
Oh well. Why didn't he say he could think up clothes from thin air? She turned away while he dressed, and pulled the coat back on herself. Not because she needed it, but having something about her shoulders lent a certain comfort. The garment was over-sized, dragging by her feet as she turned back to face him; it made her look smaller than she actually was.
Something bitter twisted her mouth as he mentioned Delphia's name. "I thought it was obvious," she sighed, "but perhaps it isn't." Scrubbing the back of her neck with a hand, she wondered at how hard this was to say. Like making a confession at the altar, a testimony before a court. If ever she would be judged for her choices, wouldn't it be here? Faced with the demigod of her deity. Or former deity, she should say. Maea doubted that Ludo would speak to her again.
"I'm Ascended, Remi. The Voice brought me back. Is it.. two years ago, now? I thought you knew." She had been last to come through, but hardly the only one to emerge in Halo, in the midst of the Festival. She tried to smile, but it faltered and faded.
Something bitter twisted her mouth as he mentioned Delphia's name. "I thought it was obvious," she sighed, "but perhaps it isn't." Scrubbing the back of her neck with a hand, she wondered at how hard this was to say. Like making a confession at the altar, a testimony before a court. If ever she would be judged for her choices, wouldn't it be here? Faced with the demigod of her deity. Or former deity, she should say. Maea doubted that Ludo would speak to her again.
"I'm Ascended, Remi. The Voice brought me back. Is it.. two years ago, now? I thought you knew." She had been last to come through, but hardly the only one to emerge in Halo, in the midst of the Festival. She tried to smile, but it faltered and faded.
Maea
