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The Honeybee

I believe in holding grudges
I'll heal in hell

She wasn’t sure how to react to being called ‘miss’, so she wrinkled her nose in distaste, before continuing and persisting in her exploration. This included inching along the section of broken, discarded land, pondering how deep it was and if she’d be able to find a way back up if she happened to simply meander down and scurry about in the soil.

Fangorn, always eager to play, waved more of his vines and scampered a few yards away, inviting and enticing Pip to chase. Sila watched on with her own apprehensive measures, content to remain by Melita’s side – perhaps because of the Honeybee’s inclinations towards stupidity.

But for once, the smuggler listened instead of scampering off immediately, listening to Koa’s proclamations. “Hm. There was some weird star shit during LongNight. Did you see ‘em?”

Pay a little more attention to the healing power
of incandescent rage

Melita