[KQ] Push your fingers through the surface

Melita

they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive

Other than taking a hoard of fire for her troubles, Melita was elated. A broad grin encompassed her features – bright, brilliant, and full of its own wicked flames. It said any number of things with naught - take that Fam or go fuck yourselves, void shits - and while others might have been worried and concerned, filled with relief or trepidation, the Honeybee remained proud and seditious.

Thalassa had made it away, after all, and they’d succeeded. With her middle finger raised towards the Feverlands and vacant tree in general, she turned to head back with the others, finally without that hinge of defeat that had pressed on her spine since her death.

[FIN]

because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life