MELITA
“Thanks for showing me,” she smiled; but not missing the way the focus strained. The sudden murmur in the crowd kept her from looking at the butterfly again – not catching its second demise (perhaps for the best). Her eyes shot up towards where everyone else seemed to be looking, snagging and catching at the jets of light pulsing, pervading, and streamlining through the sky. “Ooh, you were right,” and granted the necromancer a wink. While they weren’t starwhales, they most certainly were meteor showers, and she was going to hold those particulars in her memory for some time to come – and the different ways resurrection seemed to play out across Caido.[FIN]
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
