Phoebe
If Phoebe had only known how her words had briefly wounded Melita, she would have been quick to explain that in this case she had meant it as a compliment. It’s just you… a friend, a companion, a kind familiar face, not a terrifying, midwife eating monster. It’s just you Melita was a sighed for sore eyes. But alas, she did not know these things and could not soothe the small hurt she had done.
That Melita so willingly offered to accompany her on this potentially dangerous journey was a surprise – but a welcome one. ”Would you really? I…I understand if not but…” Oh but Phoebe was not cut out for this. Where Melita was made of fire and iron, Phoebe was velvet and feathers. Even if she did train, even if she was strong and knew to fight, she did not have the soul or the disposition to battle. She was a soother, a healer, Melita’s foil in more ways than one. “If you came with I would so appreciate it.” she said quietly.
That Melita so willingly offered to accompany her on this potentially dangerous journey was a surprise – but a welcome one. ”Would you really? I…I understand if not but…” Oh but Phoebe was not cut out for this. Where Melita was made of fire and iron, Phoebe was velvet and feathers. Even if she did train, even if she was strong and knew to fight, she did not have the soul or the disposition to battle. She was a soother, a healer, Melita’s foil in more ways than one. “If you came with I would so appreciate it.” she said quietly.
In These Past Few Days When I See Myself
I Seem Like Someone Else
I Seem Like Someone Else
