Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
Sometimes the whole ‘training’ aspect got out of hand, and by these notions, Melita had, for more or less, become a bit of a shithead demon about the whole thing. She would’ve liked to have said Thalassa started it by coming out with a huge ass shift, but the Honeybee absolutely amplified it by being an invisible turd. Maybe they were both shits.
But rather than readily admit that out loud or betray a growing self-awareness, the smuggler watched as the Ancient went back to her former self. Or what was left of her – bleeding profusely seemed to be a current issue. Cringing and grimacing only slightly, because it could’ve been worse, she cupped her hands around her mouth, remaining intangible in case this was all a ruse. “Have you had enough?”
But rather than readily admit that out loud or betray a growing self-awareness, the smuggler watched as the Ancient went back to her former self. Or what was left of her – bleeding profusely seemed to be a current issue. Cringing and grimacing only slightly, because it could’ve been worse, she cupped her hands around her mouth, remaining intangible in case this was all a ruse. “Have you had enough?”
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
