Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
She shrugged her shoulders again; being clustered with one another in trial after trial within the Grounds had made all the difference in the way she knew multitudes – rolling her eyes at his reaction. All of them, really. “Yeah, yeah, you’re welcome,” and she waved him off, rising to her feet after one last splash within the pool. “Stop being a doofus and pull your head out of your ass. You’ll get a lot farther on that way.” She winked, but clearly meant the proclamations, before grabbing hold of her items, preparing to head off.
The honeybee doubted she’d need any deliveries, but the sentiment was pushed to the back of her mind, just in case. “See ya,” and she heralded a mock salute, snagging at Fangorn, and making her own way back towards Torchline and a future dragon.
{FIN}
The honeybee doubted she’d need any deliveries, but the sentiment was pushed to the back of her mind, just in case. “See ya,” and she heralded a mock salute, snagging at Fangorn, and making her own way back towards Torchline and a future dragon.
{FIN}
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
