your dreams are all full of war
you are from another time
She figured the warning would be sufficient – if he didn’t heed it, then it’d be his problem if things went awry. you are from another time
Which, to be fair, usually happened.
But as she remained invisible, the void river star meandered onward – long enough for her to draw out her bowstring bracelet and her favored quiver. The pulse and sparking array of the electrical elements sizzled, and figuring they were out on the water…it wouldn’t take much to render that fucking douchenozzle of a creature well…dead.
So she sent it volleying, and it was likely quite a sight as it hit directly into the top of the beast’s head – eliciting an unfavorable screech of pain and malice. Though it hadn’t met its demise yet, which the Honeybee thought was a shame, and began to snag at her quiver once more.
salvation doesn't look like light
So what remains?
So what remains?
Melita
