to be lit up from within
vein by vein
“A lot of people don’t like them around Leafchange,” and here she frowned, eyes going back and forth from the makeshift rock formation, and to Darkeye. “They tend to make a nuisance of themselves then.” She shrugged her shoulders – clearly unbothered, considering the amount of time she’d spent bonded to Fangorn. He’d been an absolute gem, and some of his counterparts simply weren’t. “They’re carnivorous.” Blood, she wanted to laugh and be slightly ominous, opting to watch the pumpkin’s vines twirling around for dramatic effect instead. “I fed him some meat and he stayed.” Simple – nothing complex about the way they’d become a part of each other’s soul.And here she was, tending to something in hopes of another addition to their party.
The inquiry thereafter though made her raise her head again, for a moment, before snagging at the bag of ash. Gently, carefully, she began to layer it along the stones. “I’m making a nest for a dragon.”
to be the sun
MELITA
