but there's chaos brewing
underneath my skin
So much for that portion of the plan – the names rounding out in front of her, but no meaning glossed from their once-existence. Something like an annoyed huff flickered through her chest, not at anyone or anything in particular, but the wild goose chase they’d begun. A world of secrets, enigmatic twist and turns, where to go and what to find, but never quite certain where.
Summoned from her crouch, patting the nearest headstone for good measure, the youth retreated from the inscriptions. Companions followed suit, though Fangorn seemed just as lost and confused as she was, and Sila could only simmer a grumble under her breath. “Okay,” was another agreement, with a vehement promise and conviction to follow – probably only for the sake of amusements. “Do you want me to beat the gate down?”
Summoned from her crouch, patting the nearest headstone for good measure, the youth retreated from the inscriptions. Companions followed suit, though Fangorn seemed just as lost and confused as she was, and Sila could only simmer a grumble under her breath. “Okay,” was another agreement, with a vehement promise and conviction to follow – probably only for the sake of amusements. “Do you want me to beat the gate down?”
trying to hold in the storm
instead of making waves
MELITA
