
your dreams are all full of war
you are from another time
Walking up, Melita hadn’t anticipated seeing her uncle nor his companion nearby – and her eyes widened a fraction, before she settled on a wave. “Hey. I was just clearing out some of your void shit.” Then her gaze pinpointed on his food – striving to ignore the rumble in her stomach – poor impulse control ensured she’d wandered out well after she should’ve grabbed something to snack on.you are from another time
Fangorn and Sila gave their own little greetings to Petronella, but the Honeybee’s plotting mind was pinpointed elsewhere, gaze settling back on the tree, amidst the shade, searching for portions and pieces to come flickering in. “So the whole Family thing – what the fuck, huh. Too bad we didn’t realize that was all it’d take ages ago.” Might’ve saved them quite a bit of time and pain. But even with them gone…clearly some cretins intended to stay longer than others. “Stormbreak’s all cleansed now too."
salvation doesn't look like light
So what remains?
So what remains?
Melita







