to be lit up from within
vein by vein
Her eyes were cast away from the stars at his question, a wrinkle of her nose settling there, until her gaze simply riveted on the ground. She gripped and hugged her knees tighter against her chest. “I’ve never been tricked, but it did ask for a memory once.” But she couldn’t remember what she’d chosen – the whole point of it, really. “I didn’t mind. It wasn’t something I wanted to keep.” Not something offered so freely, so immediate.As for his own experiences, trials, or potential, she allowed her stare to motion back towards the fire. She hadn’t known about Aurelia’s recent guidance by Safrin’s hands – a hybrid now, by the sounds of it, and allowed a small smile for his benefit. “Safrin likes to be flattered. Told she’s beautiful. Radiant. Powerful. And she is certainly all of those things.” But there were other motions and machinations, manipulations – and the notions of Sunjata, of Nate, of Kamaria, pressed its way down her spine. “But you should do what feels right and comfortable for you.”
to be the sun
MELITA
