Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
Tucking her staff back into its safer confines, the honeybee shrugged. “We always need practice, I figure. Even those who know a lot.” Presuming, somewhere along the way, without relishing experience and constantly challenging one’s self, they were likely to fall by the wayside, forgo and forget. The youth was determined not to be one of those individuals.
“Sounds good to me!” Pausing momentarily, gliding over the surface of the canal’s waters, and back to the edges where her companions waited, she snagged another pastry. “I think we’ve earned more of these!” And with a grin, parted it down the middle for the combatants alike, content with the way things had gone and played out.
{FIN}
“Sounds good to me!” Pausing momentarily, gliding over the surface of the canal’s waters, and back to the edges where her companions waited, she snagged another pastry. “I think we’ve earned more of these!” And with a grin, parted it down the middle for the combatants alike, content with the way things had gone and played out.
{FIN}
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
