Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
Ah, there it was.
Melita’s eyes widened again as the rainbow took shape – shielding, protecting, preserving both Phoebe and Prim. She and her two companions likely stood there gawking for a length of time, before finally giving credit where it was due. “Huh. Neat.” Head tilting to study it, she figured she could exchange arrows.
To up the ante, obviously.
“How much can it withstand?” was an inquiry she completely meant to test, snagging at the sparking, lightning embedded barbs, while Sila went overhead. She shoot the next arrow towards the shield itself, yearning to see if it would crack under the pressure of the snapping elements, while Sila, with some misplaced confidence, unfurled a roll of fire against it as well.
Melita’s eyes widened again as the rainbow took shape – shielding, protecting, preserving both Phoebe and Prim. She and her two companions likely stood there gawking for a length of time, before finally giving credit where it was due. “Huh. Neat.” Head tilting to study it, she figured she could exchange arrows.
To up the ante, obviously.
“How much can it withstand?” was an inquiry she completely meant to test, snagging at the sparking, lightning embedded barbs, while Sila went overhead. She shoot the next arrow towards the shield itself, yearning to see if it would crack under the pressure of the snapping elements, while Sila, with some misplaced confidence, unfurled a roll of fire against it as well.
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
