to be lit up from within
vein by vein
She smirked for Raza’s achievements, not even remotely surprised that she’d garnered her mission. “Good for you! Too bad you didn’t get to gut him though.” As if that was perhaps the end all, be all, in fun and threats. Or maybe she had, and Melita would be able to enjoy the full and violent story.The honeybee shrugged her shoulders at the mentions of war – mostly because it was all anyone talked about it lately and gods was she already tired of it of drowning in the weight of the incoming blows. “Working on getting a dragon,” came uttered on a wide, Cheshire grin; a warning, probably, for the other inhabitants of Torchline. “Did you hear about the seasonal deity in the desert? I’d wondered if anyone had gone over yet.” The only time she’d been in the desert recently had be in assisting with getting rid of the bone monster for the merchant – with mixed results.
to be the sun
MELITA
