all alone, shame if an ascended bit me

Maea

And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die

This was not the first time someone had looked at her with disgust. Given Maea's complexion and the isolated nature of her birthplace, being different had always been a negative thing. But she was fairly sure no one had addressed her with this level of contempt. Was this something Amun had faced everyday? No wonder he had been so bitter with her at times.

"I know," she replied, facing the insult with a smile, small and dry, that quite agreed with the man's assessment. Turning back in the direction she had been headed, the girl began to walk off.

Then, purely on a whim, she paused and glanced back; "Why would the Voice want to spy on you?" It was such a specific thing to worry about... it made her curious.

And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh