to be lit up from within
vein by vein
“Let’s see!” Melita hollered enthusiastically – unfurling the sails to their full might and potential, catching and coasting on the wind until it fully unraveled, whipping along as the imminent breeze clung to cheeks and laughter, and the mighty swell of poor impulse control.Not intending to let some measly cloud wyrms stop her, especially because this was now a fully-fledged race between them and Hadama, and completing this god damn shindig, the Honeybee barreled onward, eyes focused on the “road”, as they bounded over waves. “Let me know if you want me to run them over,” gesturing, of course, to the little puffy flying lizard shits.
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Melita continues on a fast pace.
to be the sun
MELITA
