Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
Rolling her shoulders, grateful for the muscle there even though it was beginning to note some fatigue, the youth pondered over the next problem. Not one to dig tunnels in her lifetime, unless they were for fun ones in the sand that collapsed almost immediately after, the Honeybee glanced over the particulars. “What about some wooden beams?” She extended as an idea to Maeve and the rest of the Torchers. Hadn’t they used that in surface-level designs? “But we’d probably need something to stabilize those too…,” considering the amount of water that would always be threatening and looming. A powerful force, and eternally reckoned with.
Her eyes flickered back and forth to anyone else with suggestions, ready, willing, and able to try anything that was decided upon.
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Melita offers some suggestions about stability!
Her eyes flickered back and forth to anyone else with suggestions, ready, willing, and able to try anything that was decided upon.
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Melita offers some suggestions about stability!
Melita
