there's always a glimmer in those
With the light pouring from above, nothing else mattered. She didn’t care about the others falling to the earth, including Sunjata, because the gleam of avarice tore through her senses. She had to have it – whatever it was – in this elusive, bizarre dream. Avoiding the itchy, stinky, powdery baubles, the youth turned her head.
She had to beat them – those onlookers, those that wanted what she craved.
A race to the top. A race to the end. A race to whatever awaited.
Her hands gripped the branches, and just like she’d been doing this her entire life (well, a great part of it), the youth continued climbing, striving to outdo everyone else.
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Melita climbs!
She had to beat them – those onlookers, those that wanted what she craved.
A race to the top. A race to the end. A race to whatever awaited.
Her hands gripped the branches, and just like she’d been doing this her entire life (well, a great part of it), the youth continued climbing, striving to outdo everyone else.
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Melita climbs!
who have been through the dark
MELITA
