
your dreams are all full of war
you are from another time
Sandwich half-sticking out of her mouth, the youth realized she wasn’t going to be able to answer him fully. Chewing readily, and maneuvering bits of bread aside, she made it seem as though she’d been concentrating on the impending arrow, rather than choking down the food on poor choices. you are from another time
So it took more than a few moments of her snagging at fire arrows, and shooting a void viper who’d been lurking amidst the shade, next to Sunjata’s frozen one, to actually answer. “Oh, you know,” she added, voice coming out of thin, intangible air from somewhere near the bench before she moved around. “I helped with the Stormbreak thing. Though they didn’t really need me. Just called in a shit ton of demigods.” She shrugged, as if she wasn’t put out by it, and he couldn’t see the movement anyway.
salvation doesn't look like light
So what remains?
So what remains?
Melita







