Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
“What if, and hear me out here,” she motioned towards Fangorn and Sila, “I simply beat the shit out of it?”
A customary response to an age-old question volleyed by the Honeybee, but the void shithead thing staring them down seemed rather nonplussed and unbothered by the situation. She much preferred the rock slider version of this particular asswipe, but this one was a little more noticeable with its purple, parasitic vibe going on.
The dragon hovered nearby, then cast a wide berth of fire to rain down upon the snake, which stopped it in its tracks momentarily, as Melita began to pluck out assorted weapons at her disposal. “Maybe the arrows then,” she muttered, mostly to herself, as Fangorn hovered near her ankles, grumbling in discontent.
A customary response to an age-old question volleyed by the Honeybee, but the void shithead thing staring them down seemed rather nonplussed and unbothered by the situation. She much preferred the rock slider version of this particular asswipe, but this one was a little more noticeable with its purple, parasitic vibe going on.
The dragon hovered nearby, then cast a wide berth of fire to rain down upon the snake, which stopped it in its tracks momentarily, as Melita began to pluck out assorted weapons at her disposal. “Maybe the arrows then,” she muttered, mostly to herself, as Fangorn hovered near her ankles, grumbling in discontent.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
