to be lit up from within
vein by vein
Swept up, permitted contentment for more than a stretch of moments, the apprehension peeled away for another hour, another day. “Of course I did,” because she wouldn’t have arrived empty-handed, not in a thousand years. Despite all the trepidation and anxieties, all the disagreements and discord, she was still genuinely happy for them, and without Nate, Sunjata probably would’ve thoroughly lost whatever was left of his mind ages ago. “You’re welcome.”Then she shuffled back, permitting room for more of the growing, looming crowd – and it was almost overwhelming to see so many in attendance. Many were familiar, some were not, but she suddenly felt very out of place, and the honeybee couldn’t quite fathom why – bending down to grab hold of Fangorn, intending to either flicker away or find some other form of entertainment.
The youth was ultimately saved anyway by Aurelia’s wave and Milo’s presence nearby – a sigh of relief flooding through her as she made her way over, grabbing hold of a drink, some food, and allowing the gourd to slip back down into the sand once more when she found her arms filled with snacks. “That’s Vai,” she slipped around, inviting herself into the brief edges of conversation, holding out portions of bread to
But then there was someone else on the fringes, and her eyes narrowed – family resemblances holding strong in the tempestuous rankle of her senses, a commotion stirring, brewing. Something was off. “What about that dude?”
to be the sun
MELITA
