to be lit up from within
vein by vein
Melita was completely unbothered by the chaos. Perhaps it was because it’d made up a multitude of her childhood, and she’d been embedded into its reaches for far longer than others. Maybe it was because she saw it as everyone working together, instead of against one another, for once. Either way, the situation didn’t clamber, rankle, or nettle, intending to keep herself busy, aid where she could. They’d made some progress between everything else, and with a combination of strength, perseverance, and determination, she’d hoped they’d be able to see this through. Her muscles coiled and bunch amongst the mass of others who’d joined, her feet bounding along the surface of the water, continuing to lend her support in maneuvering the L’ma to the shoreline. --
Melita continues to help get the L’ma to the shore.
to be the sun
MELITA
