Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
If Melita could hear Lilliane’s panic, she didn’t acknowledge it. Bold and fierce and frequently undaunted, even when she should be, her mettlesome, abrupt methods figured this would be a quick and easy way for the fellow Outlander to learn. She’d be safe. The honeybee wouldn’t let any harm come to her.
Confident in her own abilities, as the jaguar growled at their closeness, Melita maneuvered forward, stretching out the staff’s expanse, a swift and rapid response. It smacked at the jaguar’s shoulder, to which it roared its defiance, swiping at her, barely missing, as the youth dashed to the right.
But with the staff’s abilities, the beast appeared quite confused, rattled. It shook its head, irritated, perplexed, annoyed with the sudden double-vision it was experiencing, and so Melita’s smirk grew, broad and brilliant. “There, now you have a chance!” She announced towards Lilliane, intending to render some confidence.
Confident in her own abilities, as the jaguar growled at their closeness, Melita maneuvered forward, stretching out the staff’s expanse, a swift and rapid response. It smacked at the jaguar’s shoulder, to which it roared its defiance, swiping at her, barely missing, as the youth dashed to the right.
But with the staff’s abilities, the beast appeared quite confused, rattled. It shook its head, irritated, perplexed, annoyed with the sudden double-vision it was experiencing, and so Melita’s smirk grew, broad and brilliant. “There, now you have a chance!” She announced towards Lilliane, intending to render some confidence.
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
