Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
“Thanks,” she offered thereafter the congratulations, hands on her hips and surveying her work. Sure, it had taken a deranged amount of time to finally do so damage, but hadn’t they had some fun along the way?
Shrugging her shoulders, content with the arrangements of broken limbs and decimated forest matter, she brushed her hands together. “Well, my work here is done.” Granting him a wave and a salute, and then realizing he’d never given her his name, she didn’t let it bother her – someone writing cosmos around would eventually come to fruition again – at least on hear say. “Catch ya around, star boy.”
Before she and her companions breezed back into the distance, gone with the wind and leaving chaos behind.
[FIN]
Shrugging her shoulders, content with the arrangements of broken limbs and decimated forest matter, she brushed her hands together. “Well, my work here is done.” Granting him a wave and a salute, and then realizing he’d never given her his name, she didn’t let it bother her – someone writing cosmos around would eventually come to fruition again – at least on hear say. “Catch ya around, star boy.”
Before she and her companions breezed back into the distance, gone with the wind and leaving chaos behind.
[FIN]
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
