Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
Needing no other provocation, Melita glanced over the rail again, and started adjusting the cannon. “Okay. Maybe it’ll just blast them to pieces.” Or they were looking at a weird hydra vampire gourd situation, which, while not ideal, still sounded kinda funny make it a KQ or something.
With the rest of the crew clearly avoiding them because a. they knew better, b. Jack would be pissy, or c. all of the above, the Honeybee readied the armament, before firing it off down towards the possessed little demons again. There was another loud boom barely echoing off the mist, and this time, when leaning over, she didn’t see any others meandering or crawling upwards on their bizarre bullshit. “Think we got ‘em all?”
With the rest of the crew clearly avoiding them because a. they knew better, b. Jack would be pissy, or c. all of the above, the Honeybee readied the armament, before firing it off down towards the possessed little demons again. There was another loud boom barely echoing off the mist, and this time, when leaning over, she didn’t see any others meandering or crawling upwards on their bizarre bullshit. “Think we got ‘em all?”
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
