regions of moonlight and chaos
Melita had other things to tend to that day – a tournament, specifically, and while she was usually hellbent on destruction and menace, there were significant matters to consider first.
Launching from the beach and directly into the sea, her anklet provided her to slip along the surface as easily as the ground – delicate, airy, and nimble strides taking her over to her favored shrine. Promises were promises, after all, and she’d given every indication she’d be just as preferential as she’d been in the past – but now duty seemed to linger there, in the back of her mind.
Like…responsibilities and stuff. Weird.
She crouched and placed a small doll along the other offerings – it too seemed to bear a little mask, though it differed from the raggedy herald’s. Within a moment, she was whispering and bowing her head too, dedicated and chaotic all in one breath. “Ludo, what would you like me to do?”
Launching from the beach and directly into the sea, her anklet provided her to slip along the surface as easily as the ground – delicate, airy, and nimble strides taking her over to her favored shrine. Promises were promises, after all, and she’d given every indication she’d be just as preferential as she’d been in the past – but now duty seemed to linger there, in the back of her mind.
Like…responsibilities and stuff. Weird.
She crouched and placed a small doll along the other offerings – it too seemed to bear a little mask, though it differed from the raggedy herald’s. Within a moment, she was whispering and bowing her head too, dedicated and chaotic all in one breath. “Ludo, what would you like me to do?”
the honeybee
