MELITA
Ah, she was glorious and triumphant, a beaming grin on her features as she shimmied beneath the fiery rope, turning back to watch, and survey the competition – Only to see him fall. And Tanau help him. And say the courier handed her a victory.
Her eyes narrowed, brow furrowing. “Jackass,” she mumbled quietly, on a hiss, somewhere in the midst of all her success, feeling slightly put out. She’d conquered certainly, but to have it given to her?
It read more like a slap in the face.
The ignition going out of her win quickly, she only offered Tanau a slight smile, and Talyson nothing at all. “Thank you for hosting this,” she uttered to the seasonal deity, before stepping back and away.
help tonight to split its seams
Give the bruises out like gifts
Give the bruises out like gifts