to be lit up from within
vein by vein
She had no ability this time to withstand her irritation, jaw clenching, teeth gnashing, a fume of sighs warring from her chest. If she were capable of breathing fire, this might’ve been the time, imagining a plume of smoke rising and curling from her nares. Except they didn’t need the heat, based on the Attuned’s assessment; what they really required was some amount of luck. Her eyes narrowed, staring along the unsteady rocks, dislodged stones, debris faltering overhead, using her arm to shield her head. Once its certain that everyone was all right, the youth simply listened to the others. They had no ability to maneuver rocks, unless someone had an unforeseen or unknown earth incantations, and she hesitated to bulldoze on ahead with another tunnel to explore. Another sigh filtered and flickered, eyes going to Sunjata’s now bleeding shoulder. “Let’s try the last one. If it’s worse than this,” and her chin jutted towards the ridiculous avenue they already embarked upon, “We can come back.”
Maybe – if it still remained.
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Melita votes to go back to the tunnel to the right!
to be the sun
MELITA
