Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
Bizarre, weird circumstances, frameworks she was having trouble understanding. “Maybe,” she hissed, but her eyes have widened now, taking in the blunt scars, something she’d yet to actually place on a human. They’re not unlike the puckered edges lining her spine, from days of electricity and lightning strikes, from defending a sibling she’d eventually lose anyway. Maybe she wouldn’t be able to. Maybe she could. Maybe it burrowed and buried and hollowed out; uncertain how he’d obtained any of these things. Or who, what he was. She should’ve, from the festival in Halo, but there were so many other nuances, so many other circumstances (ghosts brought back to life: Adam, Kiada, Maea).
His blade was tucked away, and hers remained in her palm, a fervent extension of her sedition. She didn’t turn her back on him either, angling off to the side, where Fangorn nestled and growled. “Exploring.” For a distraction, and she wasn’t certain if she liked this one in particular. The evening dwelled in the same fracas though – sounds swelling from nocturnal heathens, fiends, flora, fauna. “What are you doing here?” She still didn’t have name, had no notions about his face, his features, nothing to match tones, pitch, inclinations; so the flame didn’t give hers away either, keeping the snarl from unfurling, unraveling.
His blade was tucked away, and hers remained in her palm, a fervent extension of her sedition. She didn’t turn her back on him either, angling off to the side, where Fangorn nestled and growled. “Exploring.” For a distraction, and she wasn’t certain if she liked this one in particular. The evening dwelled in the same fracas though – sounds swelling from nocturnal heathens, fiends, flora, fauna. “What are you doing here?” She still didn’t have name, had no notions about his face, his features, nothing to match tones, pitch, inclinations; so the flame didn’t give hers away either, keeping the snarl from unfurling, unraveling.
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
