to be lit up from within
vein by vein
The level of excitement and enthusiasm from the youth radiated in the restless energy and nature – bounding and leaping along the sands, content to stir about in either mischief or mere wonder. It was better than brooding about the potential cataclysms on the horizon, whether one of her uncles was going to somehow return to life, or if the other of the pair was going to somehow cause another flurry of drama. She’d settle for treasure chests and boxes.Wading along with Fangorn until Jack whistled for her, she zipped over with rapid splashes and no amount of stealth. “Of course,” she remarked with a snort, because lithe strength for her was a given. Her fingers reached down for the same object, closing over the proportions. “Ready when you are.”
to be the sun
MELITA
