[se] two for the show

Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins

Melita tried very hard not to laugh at both head/penis statue and Flora’s throw, so she looked like a stifled fish by the end of it. Mimicking the same, instead of tossing and hurling it, she found another pinnacle of sand, and after making a hole with her foot, also buried it in there. With a few pats to ensure it stayed put, she shrugged, fully intending to wander over to another figure and poke it or some shit. Why did anyone make these…

Oh right, Flora.

Her eyes darted up at the Queen’s indication, and her gaze flicked towards the Basin. Sure, why not? Granting a thumbs-up in affirmation, she followed into the midst.

[FIN]

Melita