Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
She shook her head, flushed at the praise, at hearing him say her name - it brought all the butterflies back to life. "Believe me, I was not exaggerating," she insisted. "But you know what the food in the Grounds is like... if we stay there some time I can show you what I meant." It came out as half a threat, humor dancing like laughter in her voice. "Thank you though. I'm glad you like it." Her gratitude was genuine, pleased that she could do something for him. Even a simple thing like a meal in the middle of the night, after a rough, too long day.
With the standing invitation to come back, to visit... It began to feel almost too good again. Maea found that she swallowed back tears along with the food, like the whiskey and Sunjata's smiles had finally undone that lump in her throat.
"Me too," she said softly. Smiling into the bowl. Carefully not looking at the gouges carved into the table surface.
With the standing invitation to come back, to visit... It began to feel almost too good again. Maea found that she swallowed back tears along with the food, like the whiskey and Sunjata's smiles had finally undone that lump in her throat.
"Me too," she said softly. Smiling into the bowl. Carefully not looking at the gouges carved into the table surface.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
