[SWE] cold nights and shiny lights

to be lit up from within

vein by vein

Recovered from the latest trippy experience, Melita and her companions were already enticed by the shimmering lights. A sort of gallantry and entertainment she could get behind – what with the market stalls, the aroma of hot cocoa, the promising luxere rides, and everything else notched in between. Her eyes were rounded like saucers at every turn, hitching her bag over her shoulder, increasing her strides between each and every kiosk, much like a child let loose in a candy shop. Fangorn eagerly bobbed at her heels, while Sila remained on her other shoulder, puffs of smoke wisping and curling away from her nostrils.

But what to do first, when everything seemed so alluring?

Maeve, at least, had the right notions, and before the honeybee could go off bounding and leaping at impulsive airs. "I'm all right," and Fangorn waved his vines towards the other dragon, while the hatchling's gaze went wide too, glancing at Aidon. "You?" A contemplative whim took over thereafter though, studying potentials before systematically agreeing. "How about hot cocoa, then sleigh rides? I think we deserve it." Not that she wouldn't have indulged herself anyway.

to be the sun

MELITA