MELITA
She was stuck, deep in the mire of her hatred, deep in the heart of her contempt. Her ire was a blistering, scathing thing, as monstrous as all her other promises, aching to inflict pain again and again because she thought Kiada deserved it. She could heard the echo of the girl’s words, but they were lost in her despair, in her vile vehemence. Then maybe you shouldn’t have caused so much of it Melita wanted to holler back into the shadows, the rock, the crag, wound further and further because it wasn’t fair, none of it was. Her eyes went to the bruise forming along Kiada’s face and she was ecstatic with the blend of hues and colors; that she’d enacted some form of vengeance upon the other youth, that they still knew and comprehended where they stood.She didn’t care if Kiada was still angry. She didn’t care at all. It was nothing to her – nothing in the features and lines of her own misery, her own anguish.
Her next words were likely meant to inflict pain too; and the honeybee girl flinched at the fathoms in the accusation. She understood very well what her family would’ve said, would’ve done – her mother, beatific, wondrous, kind healer, would’ve pleaded and begged for her to stop, never truly barring her choices in life, shaking her head while the world bled and spiraled around Melita’s weapons. Her sister, sweet, beneficent Clementine, would’ve sang and took her into her arms and wished for the abhorrence to die away, to fall to pieces, to crumble into ash.
But they weren’t here. They couldn’t see her now – sculpted and shaped into something new, something corrupt, something blistered and scathing. Because of her. Because of Kisamoa. Because of things completely out of her control.
She said naught; balling her fists at her side, ushering for Fangorn to follow. Her back turned, away from the Harpy, from the remarks, from the wounds crawling their way across her flesh. Good riddance she called out in her hollowed mind, where the demons and savages still thrived, where she’d long since lost any tremors of innocence.
See I've come to burn your kingdom down
