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
Melita seems to have it handled and all Milo can do is nod in slight understanding at the fact Fangorn had tried to no avail. How disappointing. He almost wonders if it’s worth trying to recreate a vampire gourd that’s much much much larger to try and distract them, with tiny little Fangorn in the center of the craft to make it appear as though he’s big enough and important enough to listen to.
But that’s neither here nor there and truthfully, a bit of a pipe dream for a man that’s not crafty in the slightest. So he remains at the side of the Ark, a rope ladder in hand to wait for them to return to toss it down once Locke and Melita have dragged the gourds away. And once they have, the ladder is tossed down for them to climb up it. He remains nearby it to pull it up the second they’re up the Ark again.
But that’s neither here nor there and truthfully, a bit of a pipe dream for a man that’s not crafty in the slightest. So he remains at the side of the Ark, a rope ladder in hand to wait for them to return to toss it down once Locke and Melita have dragged the gourds away. And once they have, the ladder is tossed down for them to climb up it. He remains nearby it to pull it up the second they’re up the Ark again.
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
