MELITA
“I’m one of it’s followers.” Did that make the deity a friend? Melita wasn’t certain about such parameters, and wouldn’t yearn or crave to overstep her boundaries. “It’s always been kind to me, and sometimes we do. It started a food fight last time.” The grin enlightened, heightened once more, arching her brow as Paige skipped to and fro, as they threaded and headed their way towards the marketplace. Considering the acceptance of the game, the honeybee tapped on her chin, mocking heavy thought. “How about we play a version of tag?” Certain the younger girl had played such an entertaining diversion before, Melita intended to up the ante as they maneuvered along. Maybe they could find obstacles (people) to avoid, or a base to preside. “I’ll even let you have a head start.” Fangorn waved his vines around, eager to join in as well – both of them waiting for the verdict.
help tonight to split its seams
Give the bruises out like gifts
Give the bruises out like gifts
