Pleased as punch the moment the children start fighting over the stones, and hearing a victor in the distance, Melita couldn’t even be bothered by picking up the remaining ones – practically skipping with ridiculous and impetuous glee as they made their way over towards Rainbow Road.
Because, you guessed it, more rocks.
Not only could she start placing them, with a very enthusiastic round of tossing, throwing, and heaving, then she could find more that she found incredibly awe-inspiring or noteworthy. Some for the deal with the chitlins, and some (way more) for herself. “Oooh, look at this one,” she murmured, snagging at a teal one like it was some trade-off.
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Melita throws rocks over Rainbow Road and then finds more Rainbow Road rocks for herself.
Because, you guessed it, more rocks.
Not only could she start placing them, with a very enthusiastic round of tossing, throwing, and heaving, then she could find more that she found incredibly awe-inspiring or noteworthy. Some for the deal with the chitlins, and some (
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Melita throws rocks over Rainbow Road and then finds more Rainbow Road rocks for herself.
melita
then I became the fire
