Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
A soft snort preceded a subtle roll of thin shoulders, making light of both offers and demands.
"There's no sport in toying with people who can't even sit upright."
Looking the man up and down once more, Maea cocked her head aside. "Do you know why you were left out here? Normally, a wounded person would be taken to the infirmary. Is there a reason why the farmers who dropped you off would refrain from doing so?"
Hunching down to balance before the stranger on the balls of her feet, the long tail coiled through the air behind her with a life of its own, aiding in keeping balance. Picking at the frayed hems of her clothes, a closer inspection revealed the appalling state of her. Ragged and threadbare, barefoot and with a smattering of peeling scabs on her cheeks and brow, it was clear she had been through something. Even if a distance in the pale irises kept emotions locked up, inaccessible and irrelevant.
"There's no sport in toying with people who can't even sit upright."
Looking the man up and down once more, Maea cocked her head aside. "Do you know why you were left out here? Normally, a wounded person would be taken to the infirmary. Is there a reason why the farmers who dropped you off would refrain from doing so?"
Hunching down to balance before the stranger on the balls of her feet, the long tail coiled through the air behind her with a life of its own, aiding in keeping balance. Picking at the frayed hems of her clothes, a closer inspection revealed the appalling state of her. Ragged and threadbare, barefoot and with a smattering of peeling scabs on her cheeks and brow, it was clear she had been through something. Even if a distance in the pale irises kept emotions locked up, inaccessible and irrelevant.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
