MELITA
The Honeybee knew and that smarted too – because the people surviving there certainly didn’t need Jack meandering in and stomping over whatever work they’d managed over the course of many years. Perhaps they’d luck out, or she’d be persuasive enough, that they wouldn’t be there long. “Right,” she muttered, as they found an applicable place to set the world alight. Even if it was only for a few moments. Better a second of incandescence and glee than nothing at all.Melita nodded at the other insinuations, especially since King’s End was no longer directly beside it, and they couldn’t utilize that space for crops. “Good luck to him then,” she uttered, shaking her head, features wrinkling into something tempestuous and capricious.
But at least there were fireworks. “Oooh, yes please!” Her expression changed, and in rapid haste, she scurried off to an edge – and watched as its dazzling array shifted across the sea and sky. “This was the best,” she uttered to Ru, meaning it entirely.
{FIN}
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
