MILO
this is for the snakes and the people they bite
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
for the friends i've made, for the sleepless nights
Milo’s certainly heard the commotion, squinting over the rail of the Ark as the other crewmate reaches out from the cannon hole to smack them away. It sparks a thought in Milo as he stares at them, frowning with the sudden onslaught of pumpkins of all things, thirsty for blood and probably a leg or two to gnaw on. But Milo knows they won’t all let that happen.
He reaches for his magic, summoning a fruit bat the size of a house cat – one that doesn’t feel pain as he sends it careening into another tower of pumpkins, aiming to knock them over before they can latch onto the side of the Ark and try to climb their way up that too. “Why’re they ev’rywhere this time?” Milo complains, brows furrowing as he guides his summoned creature.
He reaches for his magic, summoning a fruit bat the size of a house cat – one that doesn’t feel pain as he sends it careening into another tower of pumpkins, aiming to knock them over before they can latch onto the side of the Ark and try to climb their way up that too. “Why’re they ev’rywhere this time?” Milo complains, brows furrowing as he guides his summoned creature.
for the warning signs i've completely ignored
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
there's an amount to take, reasons to take more
