Maea
Rest against my pillow
like the aging winter sun
like the aging winter sun
She shrugged with one shoulder, both agreeing with him and not. "Depends, don't you think? The other regions didn't have LongNight monsters. They were not starving, not even Halo. And it wasn't so much about where you were going, as it was what you were trying to leave behind. At least in my case."
Opening up the book, she quickly determined it to be an old journal, dating back about fifty years. She closed it, set it back and reached for another. "Oh, if you find anything in a language you can't read, it might be worth setting aside for later. Jigano had a pair of spectacles that translated texts, if I recall correctly."
His laughter made her look up, a little taken aback at first - but her expression soon clouded over and she ducked back behind the cover of old parchment. "No. I didn't know that. No one really told me anything about... anything." Spoken from behind gritted teeth, she didn't sound very amused.
Opening up the book, she quickly determined it to be an old journal, dating back about fifty years. She closed it, set it back and reached for another. "Oh, if you find anything in a language you can't read, it might be worth setting aside for later. Jigano had a pair of spectacles that translated texts, if I recall correctly."
His laughter made her look up, a little taken aback at first - but her expression soon clouded over and she ducked back behind the cover of old parchment. "No. I didn't know that. No one really told me anything about... anything." Spoken from behind gritted teeth, she didn't sound very amused.
Only wake each morning to
remember that you're gone
remember that you're gone
