[SWE] Festival of Lights 311 PC

Maea

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

"... since I died? Yes, I know." Some of it, at least. It was hazy in her mind, vague recollections of her name being called, of frustration over messages not delivered... Maea sighed and tucked a lock of hair behind an ear. Let her gaze drop to the ground, and then stray off towards the crowd. Some were leaving, others staring in shock at the returned ones, at this miracle - or curse? - that had taken place. "I think we need to talk," she offered, with a glance up at the two men. Nate and Sunjata both. "But I'm not sure this  is the right place for it..."

And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh