Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
“Man, I’m so sick of this shit,” came along from her moody, capricious, mercurial standpoint by the cannons. She hadn’t been able to steal any shoes or beat Talyson up at the latest opportunity, and now…
Now there were fucking spiders in the air.
“Yeah well, I’ve never seen these before either.” Gesturing towards the floating arachnids, maybe suggesting it was Jack’s fault, she simply rolled her eyes. Fangorn had already taken to eating some that had landed on the deck, snagging at them with his vines and gobbling them whole with great relish. Sila side-eyed them, before batting at a few with her claws. “I can set them on fire,” Melita readily volunteered, already beginning to draw her bow.
Now there were fucking spiders in the air.
“Yeah well, I’ve never seen these before either.” Gesturing towards the floating arachnids, maybe suggesting it was Jack’s fault, she simply rolled her eyes. Fangorn had already taken to eating some that had landed on the deck, snagging at them with his vines and gobbling them whole with great relish. Sila side-eyed them, before batting at a few with her claws. “I can set them on fire,” Melita readily volunteered, already beginning to draw her bow.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
