Melita
yes, yes, I am wild
I am the wind that makes breathing hard
I am the wind that makes breathing hard
Alas, even with all the confidence in the world, it was not to be on this round.
Her Cheshire grin remained in its devilish accord at his compliment, dipping her head and winking as a result. Perhaps that was enough of a distraction. Maybe she was already a bit too audacious and emboldened by her earlier attempts, might, and dominion. It could’ve even been Hadama’s burst of speed, and the honeybee couldn’t counter it.
Instead, it was an awkward misread, and while she’d been able to snag at the one towards her torso earlier, it wasn’t to be on this range. The seed pod only ended up hitting the edge of the staff, and bounced pathetically into the water. The smirk soon departed for a wrinkle of her nose. “All right, we can try that again,” not to be dismayed or discouraged; but bolder and swifter still.
Her Cheshire grin remained in its devilish accord at his compliment, dipping her head and winking as a result. Perhaps that was enough of a distraction. Maybe she was already a bit too audacious and emboldened by her earlier attempts, might, and dominion. It could’ve even been Hadama’s burst of speed, and the honeybee couldn’t counter it.
Instead, it was an awkward misread, and while she’d been able to snag at the one towards her torso earlier, it wasn’t to be on this range. The seed pod only ended up hitting the edge of the staff, and bounced pathetically into the water. The smirk soon departed for a wrinkle of her nose. “All right, we can try that again,” not to be dismayed or discouraged; but bolder and swifter still.
I am the ocean and the battered shore
I will be the passion of thunder, a howl of fury
I will be the passion of thunder, a howl of fury
