Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
“For now,” she hummed, light and breezy, despite the notions collected in her mind. The Cheshire grin remained, though slightly less feral, as if the dangerous semblances had passed, on for another time and another place.
But his last words had a lingering effect, and she shook her head to clear them out. How much longer would it be until the world would find it just like that – fighting for their lives, for their brethren, for their homes, and for everything else lacquered in between? She offered her hand to help him up, knowing, understanding, they both needed a break from the callous wakes of brimming horizons. “Come on then. We can go snag some food from the market.” And there could be better instances, seconds, and snippets, before.
But his last words had a lingering effect, and she shook her head to clear them out. How much longer would it be until the world would find it just like that – fighting for their lives, for their brethren, for their homes, and for everything else lacquered in between? She offered her hand to help him up, knowing, understanding, they both needed a break from the callous wakes of brimming horizons. “Come on then. We can go snag some food from the market.” And there could be better instances, seconds, and snippets, before.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
