Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
The meat cooking was barely a distraction, though she twisted the handle around so the other side was touched and scorched by heat too. Sunjata and the twins back in the Grounds. At the VlamVoed; almost like touches and fringes of the past, except everything else was skewed around it. She shook her head, eyes going towards molten pits and iron rocks and cores that simply became infernos; mindful of the way the Flood intended to tuck himself into a haven of Ascended.
And what that really meant – she’d known all along. Especially with Nate.
“What about Stormbreak? Did people make it out okay?” Something she wrestled with – not really caring about how the Order tumbled along, because if they all fell apart, with their racist and radical agendas, maybe the rest of this would too…but how Edrei and Nate had been decimated left her wondering, pondering, brow furrowing slightly.
And what that really meant – she’d known all along. Especially with Nate.
“What about Stormbreak? Did people make it out okay?” Something she wrestled with – not really caring about how the Order tumbled along, because if they all fell apart, with their racist and radical agendas, maybe the rest of this would too…but how Edrei and Nate had been decimated left her wondering, pondering, brow furrowing slightly.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
