Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
Melita, easily entranced by sparkly and shiny things, would’ve been immediately snagged and centered on the swirling nebulae, sauntering in without much regard or forethought…
Had there not been something else immediately thereafter.
The sight of the deceased dolphins caused any and all enervation and ebullience to be cast aside – eyes rounding, jaw gaping, straining to see, gain more information, and alternating between emotions. Immediate sadness, some raw anger at how they’d been seemingly cut apart and then nothing more; drained and lifeless. “Those poor empanadas,” she gave over in between a few haggard breaths. Her head swung back to Hadama, for maybe he’d been a witness to the ways they’d been mercilessly destroyed. “Have you seen something like this before?”
Had there not been something else immediately thereafter.
The sight of the deceased dolphins caused any and all enervation and ebullience to be cast aside – eyes rounding, jaw gaping, straining to see, gain more information, and alternating between emotions. Immediate sadness, some raw anger at how they’d been seemingly cut apart and then nothing more; drained and lifeless. “Those poor empanadas,” she gave over in between a few haggard breaths. Her head swung back to Hadama, for maybe he’d been a witness to the ways they’d been mercilessly destroyed. “Have you seen something like this before?”
Melita
