to be lit up from within
vein by vein
She finished her tea, a series of nods following the curves and coils of conversation. She wasn’t sure what else to add, say, or question; Sunjata would do just as he wanted at any course of time, singular forethought not readily available. But her smile remained as they spoke about bats and Nate’s predilections towards the creatures (though given fables, stories, and tales surrounding Ascended, one would think they’d enjoy their fellow creatures of the night). “He’ll be very useful!” They’d hardly even notice the little bat there – fluttering back and forth during the evening, collecting nuisance insects. Melita placed her cup along a dresser, then settled in for more packing, placing whatever discarded things from before haphazardly into their designated bags. The youth wouldn’t render the whole room deserted or desolate; figuring on the amount of clothes she’d need for a season out at sea, and then everything else (weapons already taken care of – they’d been the priority). “Do you have any other plans besides a wedding?”
to be the sun
MELITA
