Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
Flickering downward as the trail seemed to slant slightly, the youth wandered along, now swinging her staff back and forth, twirling it through her fingers in makeshift warmups. Habitual, allowing the weapon to roam over callouses as she thought, before moving it to the other hand and doing the same.
When he had no counter to her proclamation, the defiant edge to her chin lifted even higher, a haughty little smirk he couldn’t see rounding out her mouth. She only glanced back, ensuring his dragon had kept him somewhat tethered and not floundering to the ground again, at the inquiry of Tanau.
She hadn’t been the one to fight the leviathan or interact too much, so she could only shrug once more. “He seemed nice. Young. Kind.” A differential piece to many of the other deities and celestial beings. “Have you met any of the gods?”
When he had no counter to her proclamation, the defiant edge to her chin lifted even higher, a haughty little smirk he couldn’t see rounding out her mouth. She only glanced back, ensuring his dragon had kept him somewhat tethered and not floundering to the ground again, at the inquiry of Tanau.
She hadn’t been the one to fight the leviathan or interact too much, so she could only shrug once more. “He seemed nice. Young. Kind.” A differential piece to many of the other deities and celestial beings. “Have you met any of the gods?”
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
