Halloween Event 2020 - Ronin/Melita

I am my mother's child, I'll love you till my breathing stops
I'll love you till you call the cops on me

Melita had dreamed a lot in her lifetime – cycles of broken webs, of people she wished she could reclaim from the heavens, of fogs and labyrinths, of cavalcades and processions damned. This one was something else entirely. A small room stretched before her, and she thought nothing of it until she started to rise. Eyes went to naught much else when she noticed her hands, her limbs, the feeling of another’s frame – for this wasn’t her. She had muscles, but not to this degree, and she felt smaller, stockier, broader, and glancing around at her frame yielded far darker hair, and the practical unknown settled before her. She’d yet to notice anything else in the room, far too confused, perplexed, and confounded to do much else but utter a phrase, not even in her own voice. “What the fuck?” M e l i t a But in our darkest hours, I stumbled on a secret power I'll find a way to be without you, babe