Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
After irritating the fuck out of the Dragoons, and terrorizing the local populace with water balloons, Melita strolled quite casually through the rest of Stormbreak in her usual bout of chaos and indifference. Bits and pieces, traces, of the previous bouts were laden and strewn along the streets, and more than once she heard portions of conversations about the previous evening’s exploits.
We were hit by…water! uttered by one hag, that the Honeybee would recall as one of the multiple Karen targeted (with that silent and I'd do it again, bitch in her head). Maneuvering onwards and savoring her hot chocolate, several others by the Tower (listen – she had to know if they were inspired by the Spire or if a majority of sovereigns really just enjoyed phallic symbols) were shaking their heads, dismayed by the chaos. The demigod, deciding to be an absolute shit, simply started asking questions of the guards nearby; batting her eyelashes innocently. “Oh geez, what happened?”
We were hit by…water! uttered by one hag, that the Honeybee would recall as one of the multiple Karen targeted (with that silent and I'd do it again, bitch in her head). Maneuvering onwards and savoring her hot chocolate, several others by the Tower (listen – she had to know if they were inspired by the Spire or if a majority of sovereigns really just enjoyed phallic symbols) were shaking their heads, dismayed by the chaos. The demigod, deciding to be an absolute shit, simply started asking questions of the guards nearby; batting her eyelashes innocently. “Oh geez, what happened?”
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
