saltwater stains

melita

and she recklessly plays with matches

Okay, okay, okay, they weren’t dead. And while they kicked and flailed and swam for their lives, eventually the Basin became a shadow within the background, and they could slow. It was a good thing they didn’t need to catch their breaths, but Melita wouldn’t be able to calm her racing heart for a few moments, drifting and releasing Flora’s hand when she figured they were safe.

Miming a quick dash across her forehead, as if removing a sheen of sweat that would surely be there otherwise, her eyes flickered over to where the earth unfurled further. Well, the sea, really – in multitudes of an underwater forest and plethora of color; beautiful and unique.

And a network of tunnels nearby, ending any segments of mystery about how the Mer had traversed towards and through Rae’s Fingers.