Falling like ashes to the ground

If rumours of the champion’s struggle were true, then Meg held a different fear. What happened when, not if, the other shards surfaced? What would happen to her? Of course, Sylaise had pressed she would refrain from imposing her consciousness more than necessary, but control would easily fall into the Soul’s favour. And what about after? It was a daunting prospect, how changed would she be and what kind of spirit would replace should Megara survive it?

The sea of unknown’s had her next toke of the pipe a long one.[color=#008e02] “Mmm. There are a lot of unknowns. We know a fight is coming, it’s just a matter of time, and after that, I think a lot of things will be different. A good different, but yeah, if leadership is where I’m heading.. Then it’s stupid to fight against the current.” [/color]

Choosing to remain confident in the self she was sure of, Megara relaxed. [color=#008e02]“Knowing oneself is good, but we sometimes need a second eye, gives us perspective. Advising works both ways tho',”[/color] she’d grin, chuckling against the pipe while her eyes trailed up to judge the sun. She should probably make tracks back to the cottage, fix Ruth a bite to eat for when he woke from his usual hangover. Idiot.

[color=#008e02]“Well, if you feel like givin’ any advice, my doors easy to find.”[/color] Her shoulders shrugged, [color=#008e02]“just ask for me at the office set up near the eluvian. It’s pretty easy to find.” [/color]