to be lit up from within
vein by vein
The hybrid had promised she’d be willing to help with Team B or C or whatever actual cohort it was, and so Melita held her to it, arriving in tow with her score of companions and her rampant chaotic assemblage. I.e. she did fly here, and didn’t crash and everything was fine.
“Ah, still nice,” she breathed in the vibrant plumes and the radiating heat, already down to her swimsuit, aiming to pin her hair back as Sila took off for scouring the cavern and Fangorn plucked at a few stones. “Have you seen the flowers before?” The Honeybee couldn’t recall if Aurelia had actually seen the plant life in any other impactful way, besides her amazing chicken-scratch drawing; the time of the second blight had been a particularly shitty interval.
So she began skipping over to a bounty of stones outlining part of the pool, searching with greedy little hands and fingers.
to be the sun
MELITA
