to be lit up from within
vein by vein
It was the season of menacing pumpkins – and though Melita had certainly been amongst those bombarding, mauling, and desecrating the gourds – she’d altered her course once she’d acquired Fangorn. Once she realized they too had feelings and emotions, that they lived and breathed and came to this world just the same as them. So once she saw Amalia’s notice, the youth jumped at the chance to right some wrongs – blighted Punking not withstanding.The pair bounded and leapt towards the Outskirts beneath dawn light, and though Melita was her usually armed self, she made no move to bombard with her staff, with her bow, with her arrows. Once they were closer to the Shield, she permitted the slowest of smiles, eager to assist. “Fangorn and I can help?” An offer on the wind, clutching the companion in her arms, watching, waiting.
to be the sun
MELITA
