to be lit up from within
vein by vein
Not quite reflections of one another; with the vast emptiness that seemed to exude from him, hollowed bits of the Remi she once knew. Her eyes searched his face, but didn’t say what for, the lithe, lissome little grin instilled on her features, quiet and content beneath the wake of the veils, shrouds, and shadows. What happened to you? balked behind her teeth, whistled in her chest, and still gave no rise, no clarity. But she’d willingly give him bits of radiance, reverence, and light, the scorch of sedition billowing in her veins, pulsing, pervading in the essence of her presence. That he was lost without Ronin didn’t entirely surprise her – they’d always been a close pair – just that the Dark Star wasn’t in the midst. She briefly wondered what that was like, to be so connected to someone that without them, one felt misplaced themselves. “Did he go to the Grounds?” She couldn’t fathom why; and he had been here well after the portal closed towards Halo.
The honeybee youth blinked at his snort, then rendered a deeper smirk embedded across her lips. It’d always been action, action, action in her lungs, in her movements, in her motions, when the world had started out for all of them. Sitting and chatting wasn’t something she often took part in either; too intent on other focuses, pummeling the world between her calloused hands and palms. “I’m okay. Restless, I suppose.” Yearning to reach out and sink her teeth into sails and seas, into anything else that needed her.
So maybe she was in the right place, at the right time.
to be the sun
MELITA
