Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
The only thought that ran through Melita’s mind immediately after was that perhaps she could convince Ludo to give her some flying magic next. Because Thalassa just taking off was fucking irritating, and despite having an invisibility advantage, there’d be a point where she’d be entirely out of reach. Annoying.
Keeping her huffing to a minimum, since she didn’t want to be detected, she considered her options. She could use wild magic and have it either be a disaster (like taking a nap or throwing confetti around), or hilarious (lightning strike right at the lyvern), she didn’t want the possibility of any missing. Best to fling another arrow and go from there.
Only she’d be a bit more clever, and do it on the run. Well versed and practiced in her archery, she honed in all the accuracy she’d ever coursed through her veins, grabbing one of the icy armaments again, notched it, and ran while firing towards the Ancient – opting not to give up her location lock, stock, and barrel.
Keeping her huffing to a minimum, since she didn’t want to be detected, she considered her options. She could use wild magic and have it either be a disaster (like taking a nap or throwing confetti around), or hilarious (lightning strike right at the lyvern), she didn’t want the possibility of any missing. Best to fling another arrow and go from there.
Only she’d be a bit more clever, and do it on the run. Well versed and practiced in her archery, she honed in all the accuracy she’d ever coursed through her veins, grabbing one of the icy armaments again, notched it, and ran while firing towards the Ancient – opting not to give up her location lock, stock, and barrel.
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
