Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
Left to her own devices, Melita felt the urgency of restlessness beginning to toy with her senses. Her gaze darted over the gathered, recognizing most, but still not settling into the moment. The Grounds made it worse, for multitudes of reasons, and she wondered if she should start meandering and walking around.
Her uncle’s appearance ceased that from happening – as did the notice of whose hand he was holding – her eyes widening, brows rounding upwards. Perhaps Flora had been right. Pondering over those complexities, she offered a wave to Sunjata and Hotaru, snagging at Fangorn to scratch his head, bestow his own waggling of vines greeting, while Sila settled more on her shoulder.
Her uncle’s appearance ceased that from happening – as did the notice of whose hand he was holding – her eyes widening, brows rounding upwards. Perhaps Flora had been right. Pondering over those complexities, she offered a wave to Sunjata and Hotaru, snagging at Fangorn to scratch his head, bestow his own waggling of vines greeting, while Sila settled more on her shoulder.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
