Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
Placing the canteen along the pedestal, Melita wasn’t sure if she should dump the entire container of water over the stones and vines, or just…leave it as is. For the moment, she opted to just stare at it, and shrug, as if the vessel would tell her exactly what to do, before the inquiry strummed its way to her mind.
Probably a simple question for most. They’d answer ‘shitty’ or ‘hot’ or ‘unbearable’, but Melita had been born in the midst of a desert, and for some portions, as her feet had hit hot sand, she’d been whisked away to moments in the Dragon’s Throat. She’d half-expected leathery wings to spring overhead, or large cliffs to rise out of the horizon. “Dry, full of landsharks.” Her nose wrinkled for a moment, hesitant to give so many things away. “But if you like the heat, it’s not terrible.” Thinking again, and toying with the canteen back and forth between her palms, she figured she’d include one more disaster, for a sprinkle of fun. “We defeated a bone monster there once.”
Probably a simple question for most. They’d answer ‘shitty’ or ‘hot’ or ‘unbearable’, but Melita had been born in the midst of a desert, and for some portions, as her feet had hit hot sand, she’d been whisked away to moments in the Dragon’s Throat. She’d half-expected leathery wings to spring overhead, or large cliffs to rise out of the horizon. “Dry, full of landsharks.” Her nose wrinkled for a moment, hesitant to give so many things away. “But if you like the heat, it’s not terrible.” Thinking again, and toying with the canteen back and forth between her palms, she figured she’d include one more disaster, for a sprinkle of fun. “We defeated a bone monster there once.”
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
