bring me your suffering
the rattle roar of broken bones
the rattle roar of broken bones
Goose was a wondrous distraction, and if Melita wasn’t on the hunt for a particular set of people, she would’ve easily doted on the chaotic little beast. Her eyes narrowed in on food, her brain pulled in a variety of directions, from a growling, ravenous, and voracious stomach, to the notions of finding Flora and Amhran, head going back and forth (not unlike some rampant bird).
Waving to her uncle, who apparently was opting to wallflower it in a hammock instead of greeting anyone (she assumed it was angst mode Flood time), she perused the platters, rapidly snagging at a bit of bread and breaking it into pieces while she surveyed the crowd. “So, I meant to tell you, I went to go see Ludo but Mort showed up instead,” offered casually to Iskra, as if it had been on pure happenstance and a normal occasion. “And said he hadn’t been able to call to Ludo recently, and that I should go see Safrin, but-,” the potential of the starry goddess not seeing her seemed high, given the feud between heralds. In between bites her mouth went about a mile a minute, striving to compose the details of the last few days. “I wanted to see if Flora would go with me, and then I wanted to talk to Amhran about Rae and maybe seeing if there were connections between the weird shit in the Peepholes and Ludo…”
Pausing, she tilted her head, realizing she might’ve gotten ahead of herself, then finally started pursuing the butter. “Wait, did I tell you about that stuff?”
Waving to her uncle, who apparently was opting to wallflower it in a hammock instead of greeting anyone (she assumed it was angst mode Flood time), she perused the platters, rapidly snagging at a bit of bread and breaking it into pieces while she surveyed the crowd. “So, I meant to tell you, I went to go see Ludo but Mort showed up instead,” offered casually to Iskra, as if it had been on pure happenstance and a normal occasion. “And said he hadn’t been able to call to Ludo recently, and that I should go see Safrin, but-,” the potential of the starry goddess not seeing her seemed high, given the feud between heralds. In between bites her mouth went about a mile a minute, striving to compose the details of the last few days. “I wanted to see if Flora would go with me, and then I wanted to talk to Amhran about Rae and maybe seeing if there were connections between the weird shit in the Peepholes and Ludo…”
Pausing, she tilted her head, realizing she might’ve gotten ahead of herself, then finally started pursuing the butter. “Wait, did I tell you about that stuff?”
the honeybee
Bring me the riot in your heart
angry, wild, and raw
angry, wild, and raw
