to be lit up from within
vein by vein
She glanced down as he uttered those syllables and phrases, catching glints of movement below as more ladies bitched about the humid air or the billowing smoke from wildfires. But she gave him a small smile in response, a shrug of her shoulders, feeling the impact of things she’d needed to hear; despite the amount of time from the moments. “Thanks.” Colt’s explanation was a way to shake off whatever doldrums remained on that subject, snorting as she sipped down more of her water. “You could egg her ranch right back.” By way of suggestion and vengeance, despite her minor blip of being involved.Ru was a different alteration though, and Melita wished she knew enough about relationships and those tethers and lines more than just what she and Iskra had discovered and picked apart on their own; because she wasn’t certain how to help, other than talking it out. Instances of Nate, of timelines, of anger and disappointment, lined against her brow, as she managed to conjure a little bout of water to flicker through her fingertips. “I think you’ve said it yourself right there,” she mustered, before firing down a jettison of water towards a pair of women loudly wailing about something or other.
to be the sun
MELITA
