Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
Melita shrugged at the first response, the uncertainty curling over her fathoms. She didn’t necessarily agree, but had no other rhyme or reason for the notion. Was it normal for wyrms to be knotted and gnarled together like that? She hadn’t been any closer, hadn’t been able to inspect or dive down into the depths to see; and maybe that was part of the problem too, and her suspicions arose and stemmed from ignorance (not that those insinuations ever stopped her before).
Her toes dug deeper into the sand while she listened, tilting her head a fraction, eyes narrowing briefly as the man pondered the oddities. “I tried my arrows, and the cannons. Either they never hit or it didn’t bother them in the slightest.” Difficult to tell when the whales had been under the waves, and the velocity, the ferocity, of the munitions lost their potency the deeper the cretins were.
Then a semblance of freedom, and the honeybee nodded curtly, a dismissal of her own, with another wave, heading towards the Ark to deliver some other supplies. “Good luck,” she announced, and it might’ve been for the whole lot of them, on this never-ending ride of confusion and potential turmoil. But the youth wouldn’t leave her inklings and intuitions alone for long – there were other scores to settle now.
{FIN}
Her toes dug deeper into the sand while she listened, tilting her head a fraction, eyes narrowing briefly as the man pondered the oddities. “I tried my arrows, and the cannons. Either they never hit or it didn’t bother them in the slightest.” Difficult to tell when the whales had been under the waves, and the velocity, the ferocity, of the munitions lost their potency the deeper the cretins were.
Then a semblance of freedom, and the honeybee nodded curtly, a dismissal of her own, with another wave, heading towards the Ark to deliver some other supplies. “Good luck,” she announced, and it might’ve been for the whole lot of them, on this never-ending ride of confusion and potential turmoil. But the youth wouldn’t leave her inklings and intuitions alone for long – there were other scores to settle now.
{FIN}
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
