you must burn brighter than ever
For a few moments, nothing goes awry. She worked efficiently, Fangorn a stalwart model of supervision, the larger items moved to one side so she’d be able to sweep up the remains of the mess on the floor.
A flutter of movement and motion coming from the intentionally forgotten hole in the wall gave her the slightest pause, but not long enough to do anything about it. A little flying thing came hurling out towards her, immediately entangled in her hair, an initial whim of panic skimming over her skin. While Fangorn hissed and grumbled, bounding over quickly at her feet, the youth refused to scream or holler; hands twisting over the animal lodged in her hair. “Hang on,” she mumbled, cursing under her breath, completely distracted from her tasks while striving to extract it.
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Instead of doing anything useful, Melita attempts to get the bat out of her hair.
A flutter of movement and motion coming from the intentionally forgotten hole in the wall gave her the slightest pause, but not long enough to do anything about it. A little flying thing came hurling out towards her, immediately entangled in her hair, an initial whim of panic skimming over her skin. While Fangorn hissed and grumbled, bounding over quickly at her feet, the youth refused to scream or holler; hands twisting over the animal lodged in her hair. “Hang on,” she mumbled, cursing under her breath, completely distracted from her tasks while striving to extract it.
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Instead of doing anything useful, Melita attempts to get the bat out of her hair.
Melita
