Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
Who would want to be quipped through her mind, but maybe control and composure and growth had a hankering and hold on her tongue – because the alcohol sure didn’t. So she shrugged her shoulders, devouring the rest of the bread, eyes meandering to more passing food. Maybe some chocolate this time…
The next question kept her attention somewhat back on the present, her head swinging back towards her uncle. “Not lately,” but that was because she’d been in a listless sort of haze, sauntering about with her head not entirely sure about what she was supposed to be doing next. “Gonna ask for something out of the KingMaker’s feather that I got.” While they were trying to save Torchline during that ol’ war.
The next question kept her attention somewhat back on the present, her head swinging back towards her uncle. “Not lately,” but that was because she’d been in a listless sort of haze, sauntering about with her head not entirely sure about what she was supposed to be doing next. “Gonna ask for something out of the KingMaker’s feather that I got.” While they were trying to save Torchline during that ol’ war.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
