MELITA
Melita wondered if it was his god at all; from beyond barriers and worlds and Voice outlets, but she didn’t voice it. Perhaps Darkeye, like so many Outlanders before them, needed the notions that there was still a life out there, beyond Caido – and not layers trapped in on themselves. She nodded, offering that same mild smile in the corners of her mouth. “You’ll experience more and more. And she can help you, and vice versa.” Fangorn was certainly an example of survival for both Honeybee and gourd.At least Darkeye’s experiences and insights with landsharks had led him to logical forefronts. “It was certainly helpful. I’m not sure what we would’ve had to do without it.” And towards the end was getting riskier and riskier. On an afterthought, instead of intertwining the vine around her hands, the youth placed it within her bag for safekeeping, and eventual quest returns.
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
