Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
It felt odd not to be fucking destroying either will-o-wisp or river star, but she listened just the same, giving one last glance back towards the creatures left unbothered. Her head whipped back at his statement, brows furrowing. “Meet with them? Like…what the fuck else could they possibly want?” The Family seemed like a self-explanatory parasitic type. Take over. Snag every morsel. Leave. Rinse and repeat. But Caido simply fought back – Melita couldn’t imagine them doing anything otherwise.
Kicking at a stray stick in her path, she tilted her head, pondering over the circumstances. “I mean – we can just quest for flowers, right?” It was just the difficulty to talking to a Big God. “And…how would we get them all together? Don’t Ludo and Safrin hate each other?” And all the other nuances and specifics.
Kicking at a stray stick in her path, she tilted her head, pondering over the circumstances. “I mean – we can just quest for flowers, right?” It was just the difficulty to talking to a Big God. “And…how would we get them all together? Don’t Ludo and Safrin hate each other?” And all the other nuances and specifics.
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
