Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
Are you though? came across her mind so quickly and swiftly that it nearly bristled and echoed along her tongue. He’d had plenty of opportunities throughout the years of living amidst Caido, and somehow always managed to choose in the wrong. Perhaps an innate, inborn talent, or simply guided by the hands of selfish hours or other avaricious endeavors, folding into desperation well before thought. And she’d understand the latter thoroughly, but had never subjected lives to it – not unless she had to.
Minor injuries and stabbings aside.
The embers on her tongues didn’t fade though, nor did her defiant, irreverent stance. Wouldn’t it be nice to just redo everything – as if nothing had ever happened – like a little button pressed and the whole world could efface the marks and blemishes of how they’d all gotten here.
“Start over how? People don’t forget.” A pause, a narrowing of her gilded gaze. “What’re you gonna do that’s better?” Were these statements or just mere thoughts, meant to be tossed out to appease her so she didn’t swipe a shiv between his ribs?
Minor injuries and stabbings aside.
The embers on her tongues didn’t fade though, nor did her defiant, irreverent stance. Wouldn’t it be nice to just redo everything – as if nothing had ever happened – like a little button pressed and the whole world could efface the marks and blemishes of how they’d all gotten here.
“Start over how? People don’t forget.” A pause, a narrowing of her gilded gaze. “What’re you gonna do that’s better?” Were these statements or just mere thoughts, meant to be tossed out to appease her so she didn’t swipe a shiv between his ribs?
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
