Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
She tried to mask her expression of uncertainty when Mort delivered his own – discussing Rae’s domain, and the way she might have to pry and ask further, and results might not even matter. All she’d known of that particular Big God was much as Mort expressed; they were much more prone to let nature take its course, unless something could be measured, experimented, like with the Family. She had a feeling the intertwining dreams and strange occurrences in the Peepholes wouldn’t fall into either category. “Well, I can see about that too,” she uttered, brows furrowing once more, penciling it in amongst and amidst the list. Maybe Am…(what was that guy’s name??) would know whether it was worth pursuing or not.
Taking another deep breath and uncertain on which avenue to go within that very moment, her fingers folded over one another, intertwining while she contemplated. “Is there anything else I can do?”
Taking another deep breath and uncertain on which avenue to go within that very moment, her fingers folded over one another, intertwining while she contemplated. “Is there anything else I can do?”
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
