to be lit up from within
vein by vein
The Honeybee hadn’t really thought ahead of getting rid of the glitter; that is a problem for the future, and really, she wouldn’t mind it all over the place. The next segment though is something she’d already been pondering, and in her matchy-matchy phase, she furrowed her brows, eyes glancing back and forth between the wide variety of vendors. “I think the companions would eat the birdseed,” and she wrinkled her nose; because while she wasn’t really thinking of Sila being that silly, Fangorn and Goose absolutely would. “Flower petals could work. If we can find some that go with these same colors?” she held out the bags of glitter again – most of them representative hues of the impending gifts. And she really didn’t have the urge to go skipping and frolicking in meadows to find the perfect ones – not when they could be available here. “You guys have some of those vendors, right?”
to be the sun
MELITA
