Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
Having met several other dragons and enjoying their presence, Fangorn thought everything would likely be the same with one more. His vines continued to wave and dance, altering in random patterns, while some source of argument about locations began to brew.
Sorry? Was he mansplaining a location to her? That she’d been to several times?
A look of displeasure crossed her features – furrowed brows, a general demeanor veering towards unimpressed. She double-backed towards him, glancing at his map, and gave a snort. “You’re missing a part.” And her finger ran over a portion sorely lacking, markers that should’ve been there. “We all journeyed there a lot when people were sick. Pretty sure I know how to get there.” And with that, she raised her chin defiantly, and began heading toward that direction again. “Where’d you get that map anyway?” Maybe someone had tricked him.
Sorry? Was he mansplaining a location to her? That she’d been to several times?
A look of displeasure crossed her features – furrowed brows, a general demeanor veering towards unimpressed. She double-backed towards him, glancing at his map, and gave a snort. “You’re missing a part.” And her finger ran over a portion sorely lacking, markers that should’ve been there. “We all journeyed there a lot when people were sick. Pretty sure I know how to get there.” And with that, she raised her chin defiantly, and began heading toward that direction again. “Where’d you get that map anyway?” Maybe someone had tricked him.
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
