MAEA
Carry me through this world alive
I feel no more, this suffering
I feel no more, this suffering
She probably should have told him that the cloak was unnecessary, that he did not have to worry about her growing cold. But it was nice to have his arm around her. Safe and comfortable. So she postponed it, let her head come to rest against his shoulder and just lingered. Resting.
When his reply came, it was with a stillness that reminded her of his ascendancy again. No true mortal could be so still, with neither heart to beat nor lungs to shift - he didn't need to breathe, she remembered. And the things he said? Maea stilled too. Tried to understand.
"Like... like Ronin?" she tried, grasping for the most incredible of the true tales she'd heard so far. "You were made a demigod?" But he'd said a star. An actual one, then, like the ones Safrin dusted across the night sky?
She angled her head to look at him, trying to grasp the concept. There was no doubt in her mind that he was telling the pure, utter truth, and she believed him. Just... couldn't follow.
When his reply came, it was with a stillness that reminded her of his ascendancy again. No true mortal could be so still, with neither heart to beat nor lungs to shift - he didn't need to breathe, she remembered. And the things he said? Maea stilled too. Tried to understand.
"Like... like Ronin?" she tried, grasping for the most incredible of the true tales she'd heard so far. "You were made a demigod?" But he'd said a star. An actual one, then, like the ones Safrin dusted across the night sky?
She angled her head to look at him, trying to grasp the concept. There was no doubt in her mind that he was telling the pure, utter truth, and she believed him. Just... couldn't follow.
Bury me in this cold light
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
I feed the wolf, and shed my skin
