the Voice
"No? And yet you did." The Voice replied, strolling around the Temple. It was quite a new experience for her, it had been that long.
Spinning on nimble feet at the harsh words, the Voice merely regarded Maea with a long and silent stare that turned sort of sad. "Again, yet you did. All of you, the ones who have grown up knowing what you have, knew what you were doing. Don't pretend otherwise." She replied, her voice youthful, her body willowy and athletic, but her eyes sharp and knowing. "You watched with them as they fought the creature outside of the Spire. You went when they entered." Her shoulders rose and fell, not at all putoff or offended by the implication of what the farm-girl had said.
Spinning on nimble feet at the harsh words, the Voice merely regarded Maea with a long and silent stare that turned sort of sad. "Again, yet you did. All of you, the ones who have grown up knowing what you have, knew what you were doing. Don't pretend otherwise." She replied, her voice youthful, her body willowy and athletic, but her eyes sharp and knowing. "You watched with them as they fought the creature outside of the Spire. You went when they entered." Her shoulders rose and fell, not at all putoff or offended by the implication of what the farm-girl had said.
