[SE] see what you did there

your dreams are all full of war
you are from another time

She listened, half of her attention on the food, and the other on what her uncle was actually saying. “Yeah. Someone else must’ve put a flower down or whatever,” who knew – could’ve been more creatures of that ilk and nonsense and another fight she hadn’t been privy to. “Because its all taken care of now.” And the Breakers would be free to rule and reign again – with whomever, she supposed, wondering if Sohalia would take up the mantle once more. Maybe people would fight about it. That would be hilarious and chaotic.

And then her uncle seemed to abandon the sandwich, so Melita calculated. “I’m gonna try and sneak up on them while invisible,” she countered, which seemed like a worthwhile excuse. So she did just that, becoming intangible, and snuck around where he’d left the food on the bench – swiping it immediately and shoving it into her mouth, before winding her way back around to the tree.

salvation doesn't look like light
So what remains?

Melita