MELITA
The Honeybee, here for mutual support across bridges, demigods, and general bouts of chaos, flitted through the room with a very confident ease, before snagging one of the cocktails, and floating about to find a space. Placing her present amongst a designated pile, she eventually wound her way over to an area. One of the chairs near the bar seemed to serve her nicely, and she ensconced herself there – giving a wave to Flora and Remi, but not going over; she had no business in that family reunion.Instead, her eyes were trained on the door; wondering if there was something they should be doing. Hiding? Wouldn’t it be funny for all of them to duck around and then leap out with screams? How much had Sunjata informed Ru of the matter at hand?
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
