MILO
i have seen what the darkness does
say goodbye to who i was
say goodbye to who i was
Laughter and howls and whooping have more birds darting from the trees. And it’s amusing to see it happen, even as Milo does feel a fraction bad about what they’ve done to alert the birds. He hopes there isn’t anything bigger out there that might try to snatch them up, knowing full well they’re heading toward those gnarled vines.
Her elbow bumped back into him has another bark of laughter, bronze gaze cutting toward her with a raise of a red brow. “Make it real intimidatin’.” He ponders, of the home Melita would make. He imagines a moat surrounding it, a moat of fire. A dare, for weary travelers that almost seems to say ‘try me’. But he doesn’t air those thoughts.
“Y’wanna head back? We can get some fish on th’way ‘n I can cook it up for us?” He asks, promptly as his stomach rumbles in agreement with Melita’s thoughts.
Her elbow bumped back into him has another bark of laughter, bronze gaze cutting toward her with a raise of a red brow. “Make it real intimidatin’.” He ponders, of the home Melita would make. He imagines a moat surrounding it, a moat of fire. A dare, for weary travelers that almost seems to say ‘try me’. But he doesn’t air those thoughts.
“Y’wanna head back? We can get some fish on th’way ‘n I can cook it up for us?” He asks, promptly as his stomach rumbles in agreement with Melita’s thoughts.
i ain't ever been away so long
don't look back, those days are gone
don't look back, those days are gone
