Maea
Fool me once, fool me twice
Are you death or paradise?
Are you death or paradise?
Levelling a sidelong glance at Thalassa, the fair-skinned Ancient searched the woman for sarcasm, but seemed to accept her words for what they were in the end.
"I doubt it will be enough to rid the workd from Void influences," she replied dryly, "but if you feel reassured that's good enough for now." And her nod clearly approved of the sentiment to figure out a way to deal with the Dahlia problem.
"First thing's first; let's start by getting out of the woods." Had their game helped at all, or was the forest simply tired of them? Either way, it was a relief to find that the path no longer twisted beneath their feet. And by the time they left the pools behind Maea's mood lifted, little by little, until she almost felt like singing after all.
Almost.
{FIN}
"I doubt it will be enough to rid the workd from Void influences," she replied dryly, "but if you feel reassured that's good enough for now." And her nod clearly approved of the sentiment to figure out a way to deal with the Dahlia problem.
"First thing's first; let's start by getting out of the woods." Had their game helped at all, or was the forest simply tired of them? Either way, it was a relief to find that the path no longer twisted beneath their feet. And by the time they left the pools behind Maea's mood lifted, little by little, until she almost felt like singing after all.
Almost.
{FIN}
Now you'll never see me cry
