Flora
Having utterly no idea how cannons were loaded or fired, Flora stood to the side and let Melita do what she did best. None of the other crew did more than glance over their shoulders toward the pair, and in fact the majority of them found things to do on the other side of the ship as if already wanting to distance themselves from the mischief about to take place.
The crack of the cannon was impressive as it gave a might belch and spit Melita's cannonball hurtling below. Rather ominously, the mist seemed to swallow up the sound once it left the Ark, such that despite the initial boom, for a few seconds there was nothing; it was long enough for Flora to wonder if somehow the Honeybee's magic had sent the ball into some other dimension. Ahh, but then the screams of exploded gourds came ringing up from below.
At first it was a hollow whining sound before snarls and growls of anger and upset followed. Then, through the mists, came dozens of furious eyes, rising up: possessed vampire gourds covered in the innards of their companions.
The crack of the cannon was impressive as it gave a might belch and spit Melita's cannonball hurtling below. Rather ominously, the mist seemed to swallow up the sound once it left the Ark, such that despite the initial boom, for a few seconds there was nothing; it was long enough for Flora to wonder if somehow the Honeybee's magic had sent the ball into some other dimension. Ahh, but then the screams of exploded gourds came ringing up from below.
At first it was a hollow whining sound before snarls and growls of anger and upset followed. Then, through the mists, came dozens of furious eyes, rising up: possessed vampire gourds covered in the innards of their companions.
Fatefully, I tried to pick my battles 'til the battle picked me
Misery, Like the war of words I shouted in my sleep
Misery, Like the war of words I shouted in my sleep
Code stolen from Queen Sky
