daughters made claw first
Melita thought she had it all in the bag – hovering from one fort to the next, beginning to find a safer distance between her, Iskra, and anyone else, when the shadow suddenly loomed overhead. She had half a moment to furrow her brows and look upwards, before all the powder descended – and though she hadn’t been the target, it wouldn’t much matter. “Shit,” she uttered, quiet and to herself, but the damage had been done – the cold nuances clinging to her cheeks and down her neck where she hadn’t tied the scarf properly.
And unbeknownst to her, a very intriguing outline over her shoulders and head that the invisibility hadn’t quite snagged yet. Ducking low behind another fortification, she glanced towards the wall, wondering if she could possibly launch over it, and then really rankle Iskra ’s edges by disappearing over by the cocoa – opting to heave a moderate snowball his way, then keep moving.
And unbeknownst to her, a very intriguing outline over her shoulders and head that the invisibility hadn’t quite snagged yet. Ducking low behind another fortification, she glanced towards the wall, wondering if she could possibly launch over it, and then really rankle Iskra ’s edges by disappearing over by the cocoa – opting to heave a moderate snowball his way, then keep moving.
Melita
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