MELITA
Fangorn waved his vines nimbly, pausing several times as if in great consideration. Maybe he’d try and munch on the mermaid. Maybe he wouldn’t bother. Maybe he was just being a good, courteous, kind little vampire gourd. It was difficult to tell.But by then Melita had returned, and there was much great trying and munching to be had (how unfortunate too - to not have cheese beneath the sea). While she gave a portion of the meat one to her companion (who eagerly bit into it with a wild, vicious relish), she aimed for the chocolate one first. Pleased, she hummed some satisfied noises, legs hanging over the canal edge again, going back and forth as she continued to delight herself. “The chocolate is my favorite, but the others are excellent too. I don’t think there’s any way to go wrong.” She paused in the other notions, uncertain which Ludo would be delighted with. “I’m not sure. Maybe we just give it samplings of each?”
Then she opened her satchel again, allowing Hadama to take as many more as he needed.
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
