[PQ] there's magic in the making

MELITA

Melita had to fight the urge not to squeal in delight at the puppet on Amalia’s fingers, or just the general circumstances surrounding the atmosphere. She listened to the directions as best she could, pondering over where she wanted to go, what she wanted to do; humming an image in her head as the story unfolded. Her eyes swam, back and forth, from the old stage, and back to the potential orchestration of luxere and Ludo’s trickery. Would she be better designated for brute force (probably) or the tiny ministrations of sewing and fabric? She raised her hand above the others, smile still illustrious and bright, waiting to join the others. “I’ll help with puppets!” Then she maneuvered over to where Jiao resided, the grin still plastered on her features, effervescent and ebullient, excited beyond a doubt.

You're all gonna watch me
Disappear into the sun