Melita
yes, yes, I am wild
I am the wind that makes breathing hard
I am the wind that makes breathing hard
Sila buried her way through Melita’s long crimson hair, and the Honeybee continued to dig, content now with the progress she’d been making. Before long there was certainly a hole large enough to place a single seed within, and then be able to cover it all back up. But her attention was focused on Maea’s words for now, glancing back to study the woman with all the curiosity her gaze had to offer.
She recalled Maea had been Abandoned in the past – so the loyalty to the first herald she’d ever seen made sense. The regrets with the Voice thereafter, however, made the Honeybee go entirely silent; not certain if she would have ever done the same. She’d been brought back to life by Ronin; not some bitch of a New God. “Have you ever gone back to talk to it?” Ludo, she’d meant.
And though Remi’s duties had moved on to Mort, Melita’s were entirely different. “I do – save for the sudden death,” but she shrugged. That wasn’t the deity’s fault, but a mess made entirely by Sah that she’ll never quite be over. “I’ve been designated to help with chaos…not with anything Remi used to do.” And something she readily adhered to anyway; so that change hadn’t been so abrupt.
She recalled Maea had been Abandoned in the past – so the loyalty to the first herald she’d ever seen made sense. The regrets with the Voice thereafter, however, made the Honeybee go entirely silent; not certain if she would have ever done the same. She’d been brought back to life by Ronin; not some bitch of a New God. “Have you ever gone back to talk to it?” Ludo, she’d meant.
And though Remi’s duties had moved on to Mort, Melita’s were entirely different. “I do – save for the sudden death,” but she shrugged. That wasn’t the deity’s fault, but a mess made entirely by Sah that she’ll never quite be over. “I’ve been designated to help with chaos…not with anything Remi used to do.” And something she readily adhered to anyway; so that change hadn’t been so abrupt.
I am the ocean and the battered shore
I will be the passion of thunder, a howl of fury
I will be the passion of thunder, a howl of fury
