MILO
i have seen what the darkness does
say goodbye to who i was
say goodbye to who i was
Her fist pump is enough to shake some of the mud that’s dried to her skin. It’s also enough to send some birds off in the distance up in the air to hide away, find another place to roost that’s quiet. Milo, meanwhile, snickers and chuckles with the result – as if it isn’t talking about their possible demise. “’n with th’swamp there… ‘spose nobody’s gonna know where t’look for ya?” He suggests, reaching up to rub a muddy hand along his chin as if he’s thinking quite hard about it.
He is, don’t be fooled by that.
He’s also thinking quite hard about the idea of a gingerbread house, and Melita brings up a very good point that has him barking another laugh – sending a few birds of his own off into new spaces of quiet to sleep. “I think she’d have ‘n ant problem either way.” With icing or without, sems like it’s just the name of the game at the end of the day.
“Maybe… Maybe she eats th’bugs when th’kids aren’t ‘round…?” His head tilts toward Melita, a bright grin on his face.
He is, don’t be fooled by that.
He’s also thinking quite hard about the idea of a gingerbread house, and Melita brings up a very good point that has him barking another laugh – sending a few birds of his own off into new spaces of quiet to sleep. “I think she’d have ‘n ant problem either way.” With icing or without, sems like it’s just the name of the game at the end of the day.
“Maybe… Maybe she eats th’bugs when th’kids aren’t ‘round…?” His head tilts toward Melita, a bright grin on his face.
i ain't ever been away so long
don't look back, those days are gone
don't look back, those days are gone
