every time she burns to ashes
So, apparently she’d errored somewhere.
It wasn’t the first, nor the last, nestled somewhere in between her inability to render calculated responses, going off of impulse and inclinations. Afraid she’d irritated the woman, the youth lost her grin, but the uncertainty remained, racking her head for answers, for things she ought to know. She’d had enough experience with the crew, despite not yet having gone out to sea, and it would likely be unwise to ask or pry any further into histories between the whole lot of them – dumb on her part, and suspicious on anyone else’s.
Maybe monsters and legends were safer.
“Do you know anything about the Maw?” Something Melita had yet to explore, but the rumors surrounding it were enough to sate her curiosity, trudging slowly behind Raza, feeling like a tagalong. “Or what could be in the tunnels? What would’ve left those marks?” Because eventually that was a notion they’d have to solve.
It wasn’t the first, nor the last, nestled somewhere in between her inability to render calculated responses, going off of impulse and inclinations. Afraid she’d irritated the woman, the youth lost her grin, but the uncertainty remained, racking her head for answers, for things she ought to know. She’d had enough experience with the crew, despite not yet having gone out to sea, and it would likely be unwise to ask or pry any further into histories between the whole lot of them – dumb on her part, and suspicious on anyone else’s.
Maybe monsters and legends were safer.
“Do you know anything about the Maw?” Something Melita had yet to explore, but the rumors surrounding it were enough to sate her curiosity, trudging slowly behind Raza, feeling like a tagalong. “Or what could be in the tunnels? What would’ve left those marks?” Because eventually that was a notion they’d have to solve.
she knows how to rise again
Melita
