MELITA
Melita nodded along as if she knew what patience even was, too distracted by fanciful filigree or web designs to notice his slight embarrassment. Though her ears picked up on the notions thereafter loud and clear, and she blinked several times, as if trying to form the thought within her mind. “Oh,” came first, brows furrowing. In some way, she could surmise it wasn’t unlike Ronin’s magic that had brought her, and others, back to life – though she wasn’t sure to make of it just the same. “Do…do they stay that way or does it just last for a little..”Torchline was an easier sell than reanimating dead things – but then again, she was already thinking about shit one could do – like have them fight off an enemy or whatever (or greatly terrify someone nearby). “Everywhere’s pretty good. If you come during LongNight we all get drunk on the beach.”
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
