mama bore a girl with a gun for a mouth
“Oh, you know, about half and half,” she gave a vague handwave, figuring she could double-down on the bullshit and trick associated with the stupid tale. She didn’t quite blame Goose for staying behind – but Fangorn and Sila followed along, used to the antics.
She shrugged her shoulders at the plan – because there really hadn’t been one – and she was far more prone to staying in these impulsive ends anyway. She tiptoed along the path, light and airy on the dark, volcanic soil, head glancing up every so often, as if striving to catch something in particular. “There’s a good spot up ahead. Thought you’d like it.” If not, they could head back to the ship, she supposed, then hover over a stretch of sea again.
But her careful strides brought them towards an area fully facing the wide stretch of the tides below – and a picturesque view of dotted islands combined and construed in the distance. Ships glowed under the beam of the sun, and there’d be some pink fins out there in the midst, bobbing around, hoping and searching for mischief. Starfall was still out there too, but with its empty vastness, she didn’t care quite as much. Eventually she’d wind her way there too – maybe see what all the danger had once held.
For now though, she grinned back at him. “Here good enough?”
She shrugged her shoulders at the plan – because there really hadn’t been one – and she was far more prone to staying in these impulsive ends anyway. She tiptoed along the path, light and airy on the dark, volcanic soil, head glancing up every so often, as if striving to catch something in particular. “There’s a good spot up ahead. Thought you’d like it.” If not, they could head back to the ship, she supposed, then hover over a stretch of sea again.
But her careful strides brought them towards an area fully facing the wide stretch of the tides below – and a picturesque view of dotted islands combined and construed in the distance. Ships glowed under the beam of the sun, and there’d be some pink fins out there in the midst, bobbing around, hoping and searching for mischief. Starfall was still out there too, but with its empty vastness, she didn’t care quite as much. Eventually she’d wind her way there too – maybe see what all the danger had once held.
For now though, she grinned back at him. “Here good enough?”
Melita
of both beauty and battle cries
