Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
The dragon and gourd munched respectively, quietly gnawing away while Melita was handed over sets of items, including the plants themselves, burlap squares, all neatly arranged in a box, along with painkillers and salve, because Evie probably knew better. “Thank you so much,” she beamed and breathed, looking down at all the wares and trying desperately not to feel the hot surge of tears behind her eyes (her family would’ve loved all of this). “I’ll leave you be now! I hope your store is successful!” With that, she launched from the stool, permitting Fangorn to help open the door with his vines, sniffling away something.
Before turning back as they slid out the aperture. “I’m still going to get you to teach me how to ride a landshark someday though!” And with a wink, the young ember was gone, strolling down the street, laden with goodies, intending to snag some more before she returned home – quiet and content.
{FIN <3}
Before turning back as they slid out the aperture. “I’m still going to get you to teach me how to ride a landshark someday though!” And with a wink, the young ember was gone, strolling down the street, laden with goodies, intending to snag some more before she returned home – quiet and content.
{FIN <3}
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
