Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
The thief toppled like a felled tree and faceplanted in the churned up slush of mud and snow. Maea was there a heartbeat later and yanked her satchel out of the thief's hand. A moment was spared to peer inside, just to make sure all the content was still in place.
Then she turned, and blinked in some surprise at the very familiar looking woman. "Thank you. That was very quick thinking." Reaching into the satchel, Maea pulled out a crisp winter apple, and offered it to her. "It's not much, but... for your trouble." The cold expression from before was thawed several degrees by a slight smile.
Then she turned, and blinked in some surprise at the very familiar looking woman. "Thank you. That was very quick thinking." Reaching into the satchel, Maea pulled out a crisp winter apple, and offered it to her. "It's not much, but... for your trouble." The cold expression from before was thawed several degrees by a slight smile.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
