Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
Well. That’d been way easier than she’d thought.
Giving a residual shrug to both her companions, they carried and forged on, eyes catching onto the ring of fire, the dance of plumes wildly over hedges, the glow of embers carrying and lighting their way. It was no surprise, being the Honeybee, that she, and Sila, would be drawn towards the infernal eaves, save for this damned bunch of roses in the way.
She utilized the staff in her hand, and aimed towards beating multitudes of thorns and brush into submission, presuming, at some point, her heavy bludgeoning would permit a small path for the trio to pass through.
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Melita tries to beat the roses with her staff and hopefully make a path through.
Giving a residual shrug to both her companions, they carried and forged on, eyes catching onto the ring of fire, the dance of plumes wildly over hedges, the glow of embers carrying and lighting their way. It was no surprise, being the Honeybee, that she, and Sila, would be drawn towards the infernal eaves, save for this damned bunch of roses in the way.
She utilized the staff in her hand, and aimed towards beating multitudes of thorns and brush into submission, presuming, at some point, her heavy bludgeoning would permit a small path for the trio to pass through.
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Melita tries to beat the roses with her staff and hopefully make a path through.
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
