You're so cold
but you feel alive
It was simple, but to the point. Honest, she thought, and hopefully in accordance to the little tradition that had swept over her homeland like a tidalwave. If perhaps less destructive. Though the reeds and willows had been severely depleted in places from all the basket making.
When Amun wrapped up the prayer and stepped back, Maea did the same, and offered him a smile and a little shrug at the gratitude.
"I'm the one who should be thanking you, for being so stubborn about it. I'm sure you've helped me more already than I even know yet..."
Saying her own goodbyes, Maea watched him leave and then began to make her way back towards the house. No doubt she would have a few stray fires to put out before she could resume what she had been doing, but the effort felt like a small price to pay for todays lesson in tolerance.
All in all, an awful day. But perhaps worthwhile.
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- FIN
When Amun wrapped up the prayer and stepped back, Maea did the same, and offered him a smile and a little shrug at the gratitude.
"I'm the one who should be thanking you, for being so stubborn about it. I'm sure you've helped me more already than I even know yet..."
Saying her own goodbyes, Maea watched him leave and then began to make her way back towards the house. No doubt she would have a few stray fires to put out before she could resume what she had been doing, but the effort felt like a small price to pay for todays lesson in tolerance.
All in all, an awful day. But perhaps worthwhile.
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- FIN
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
