Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
Melita wasn’t surprised to find them suddenly encompassed and flanked by others; perhaps they too were enticed and lured by elegant glows and potential for mischief. “Exactly,” she grinned back at Flora, before casting a wave at Sunjata and Astaroth. At least they were all in this together or something.
Stifling a yawn, because her brain should’ve been occupied by the fantastic prowess here, rather than trying to take as much air in, her eyes followed the blur of golden light meandering and slinking in all directions. It would’ve been quite a thrill to go in the various entities, especially after recent trips with Iskra down into these enigmatic traces. Maybe she’d brag it up when she had the opportunity.
But for now, she went along the path with the others, gaze still trying to trace any foundational efforts, tricks, or capers from the lights.
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Melita stays on the path!
Stifling a yawn, because her brain should’ve been occupied by the fantastic prowess here, rather than trying to take as much air in, her eyes followed the blur of golden light meandering and slinking in all directions. It would’ve been quite a thrill to go in the various entities, especially after recent trips with Iskra down into these enigmatic traces. Maybe she’d brag it up when she had the opportunity.
But for now, she went along the path with the others, gaze still trying to trace any foundational efforts, tricks, or capers from the lights.
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Melita stays on the path!
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
