Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
Used to unfurling any amount of chaos in her wake, the notions of too many alterations and changes flung towards the Evergreen went unnoticed. Encouragement of infernos seemed to be the most satisfying juncture, and she gave a toothy grin at the semblances. “Yeah! You guys like fires anyway.” What with that whole ‘never let one go out’ stigma they seemed to have. Whatever – Melita would be all for it there too.
Besides, there were other matters to resolve.
Sila’s ability to snag caused the Honeybee to grant the dragonling a little whoop of triumph, a pat on the head, and some treats lingering in her pockets. Thereafter though, even as Fangorn’s vines began snaking around her ankles (clearly curious as well), she unfurled the paper. Expectations would’ve been something mundane, like something once held at the docks. Instead, her eyes widened, holding it out so Evie could read it over too. “It looks like…a map?”
Besides, there were other matters to resolve.
Sila’s ability to snag caused the Honeybee to grant the dragonling a little whoop of triumph, a pat on the head, and some treats lingering in her pockets. Thereafter though, even as Fangorn’s vines began snaking around her ankles (clearly curious as well), she unfurled the paper. Expectations would’ve been something mundane, like something once held at the docks. Instead, her eyes widened, holding it out so Evie could read it over too. “It looks like…a map?”
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
