Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
Catching the gleam in his eye, the youth snickered. “I can check!” Within half a moment, she and companions had raced off, checking and inspecting wares. Just as quickly and efficiently, she perused the stall and signs, snagging at the information provided and presided by the marketgoers and kiosk-owner, before parading back to Hadama in return – keeping the baubles in the back of her mind, for future picking over.
“They do.” Her head tilted, bemused. “Do you want me to grab you one?” The inquiry of what did you have in mind stung and strung itself along her mind, but she reined in the impetuous question before it could take hold. Maybe it was a wait and see instant anyway.
“They do.” Her head tilted, bemused. “Do you want me to grab you one?” The inquiry of what did you have in mind stung and strung itself along her mind, but she reined in the impetuous question before it could take hold. Maybe it was a wait and see instant anyway.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
