Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
Melita huffed again – not putting anything past Safrin, especially with her uncle, and her own allegiance to Ludo. “Yeah, we’ll see.” If there was a dramatic eye roll in there lodged for effect, then so be it.
And while the flower hunting was definitely an annoying part, at least it left those like her with something to do – other than twiddling her thumbs and thinking of ways to go blow up an entire island again (not to worry – not once had those considerations gone to the wayside). But rather than grumbling any further, only her nose wrinkled and that same old sort of mulish gaze set over here. “All right, do we want to go look elsewhere?” Not that everywhere hadn’t been combed over half a dozen times by everyone else, but still, it was worth a shot. Maybe some petals had been overlooked.
[FIN]
And while the flower hunting was definitely an annoying part, at least it left those like her with something to do – other than twiddling her thumbs and thinking of ways to go blow up an entire island again (not to worry – not once had those considerations gone to the wayside). But rather than grumbling any further, only her nose wrinkled and that same old sort of mulish gaze set over here. “All right, do we want to go look elsewhere?” Not that everywhere hadn’t been combed over half a dozen times by everyone else, but still, it was worth a shot. Maybe some petals had been overlooked.
[FIN]
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
