m a e a
here comes the sun
smiling down
smiling down
She nodded gratefully to the red haired man and following Caiside's instructions she helped to hold up the boards, hammered down nails where needed and then moved on to the next. And the next. They were efficient, did not dawdle or rush; while the task was simple it was also done to the best of their abilities, and when it was all over Are would be both warm and dry.
"Of course I am curious" she replied, "but... I just don't think I'm supposed to go anywhere. Can't really, anyway, because of my eyes. At least not alone... and I doubt anyone would want to drag a half-blind person around. I'd only slow them down."
She said it with a wry smile, that did nothing to take the edge off her words. They breathed of loneliness turned to habit, a barren wasteland of a soul where a group of scholars had only just begun to soften the edges by planting hope and dreams. Belief in herself and in the friendship of others had yet to become a habit, and so she fell back onto what she knew. Herself. The barriers that stood in her way. And the small, solitary spot she had created for herself, from where she gazed out at the world.
She was tied by more than just physical barriers.
