to be lit up from within
vein by vein
Ever a busy bee, pardon the pun, the youth sprung along the streets and market square of Haulani, intending to snag at the perfect jar or jug for an impending mission. She’d already scoured the cabinets at home, and either they weren’t big enough, sturdy enough, or not down to the exact specifications she required. Especially since it would need to be resistant to her antics – which tended to be exuberant, wild, and chaotic at the best of times.Fangorn trailed behind at her heels, and together they meandered, noses down, peering and perusing through the bazaar. More than once a few merchants, either tired of her previous antics (they had no way of knowing she and Azure had been the ones firing off the banner bombs), shooed her off, to which she laughed and bounded away. Rounding along another corner, already having snagged a favored pastry, her mouth was full when she spotted a familiar face. “Hey Raza!” was a shout above the calamity and chaos, and a wave with food adjoining.
to be the sun
MELITA
