you must burn brighter than ever
Melita tilted her head, hands rummaging and going over the stones collected once more – separating and sorting them by size and color. She only lifted her gaze back to the youth when she recognized the name; a bright grin following. “Oh, I know Sah! And Aurelia, of course.” The latter had altered over some time, but they’d been friends on the Ark – howling away, two fiends on a ship. “I know it started because of the Voice – since she was an Abandoned. Maybe they fear that is how all of the Abandoned will turn out. But I don’t think so.” She arched a brow, as if to question the little one in a do you gesture.
As for all the other things – bakeries and snowmen, Celestines and marbles, Attunements and Ludo, the honeybee could continue to bear her grin. “Sounds like you’ve had plenty of adventures there.” And more to be had, given ghost stories and tales. From there, she snagged at the spyglass hidden away in her pockets, placing it along the forefront of the rocks, pondering over which would best suit the newly-forged instrument. “And what will you do if you find one?”
As for all the other things – bakeries and snowmen, Celestines and marbles, Attunements and Ludo, the honeybee could continue to bear her grin. “Sounds like you’ve had plenty of adventures there.” And more to be had, given ghost stories and tales. From there, she snagged at the spyglass hidden away in her pockets, placing it along the forefront of the rocks, pondering over which would best suit the newly-forged instrument. “And what will you do if you find one?”
Melita
