Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
At least this girl listened, which was different from many she’d met recently. They could take turns alternating between stick and staff, until the cactus had simply been beaten and broken away from its main source. “Huh,” she offered, standing proudly with her hands on her hips, clearly expecting more from the experience. Then shrugging away, she grabbed a bag and some gloves. “There. Can put it in and off we go.”
It took some deliberate and resourceful handling to get the damned thing in without touching it herself, but finagling it between sand, satchels, and everything else had secured it. “Thanks for the help,” she added, tossing the plant into the Firecracker, and beginning to load the rest of her wares, including her companions. “Hop in.” And then Calypso could likely have a new experience in terror, once they were off.
[FIN]
It took some deliberate and resourceful handling to get the damned thing in without touching it herself, but finagling it between sand, satchels, and everything else had secured it. “Thanks for the help,” she added, tossing the plant into the Firecracker, and beginning to load the rest of her wares, including her companions. “Hop in.” And then Calypso could likely have a new experience in terror, once they were off.
[FIN]
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
