Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
The chaotic energy, the exuberance, the wildness, cloaked her in her own vivid smile – mayhem and joy all in singular movements. Beaming under the praise, she watched as the childlike hands grasped at her offerings, content to see she’d done everything exactly right (and not wondering when that had started mattering to her).
Witnessing the shaking and dispensing of the treeflit and cactus (and then the flinging) had her clapping in delight (and relief, she supposed, that the former was just going to be set free). “Thank you so much. You’re the best!” And she meant it, wholeheartedly. Fishing again in her pockets, she snagged at a few more candies for the herald. “I’m going to keep at my shit,” she announced, much like a promise, with her Cheshire smile eclipsing her features.
And then, they could share the wealth of offerings, before she made her way back into Torchline’s ramparts, always eager to do her part in the spreading of pandemonium.
[FIN]
Witnessing the shaking and dispensing of the treeflit and cactus (and then the flinging) had her clapping in delight (and relief, she supposed, that the former was just going to be set free). “Thank you so much. You’re the best!” And she meant it, wholeheartedly. Fishing again in her pockets, she snagged at a few more candies for the herald. “I’m going to keep at my shit,” she announced, much like a promise, with her Cheshire smile eclipsing her features.
And then, they could share the wealth of offerings, before she made her way back into Torchline’s ramparts, always eager to do her part in the spreading of pandemonium.
[FIN]
Melita
