Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
“Probably,” she ventured, not truly caring what it was. Just that it would be a gift to put a damper on the ol’ Harpy’s spirit. She swung her legs and her bare feet kicked a little at the water, allowing them to skim over the top as she munched on her pastry happily. Fangorn occasionally followed suit with an extended vine, as if to encourage more sharing, and Sila was picking up on the notions rapidly, gingerly pressing her weight into the honeybee’s lap – a look of innocence building in her eyes.
The youth snorted and continued parsing out bits and pieces, tilting her head vaguely at Hadama’s question. “Oh, I like all kinds!” Another Cheshire grin formed, delighted at the discussion of armaments. “My favorites are the bow and staff, but I’ve also practiced in hand-to-hand and daggers!” Which likely shouldn’t surprise anyone.
The youth snorted and continued parsing out bits and pieces, tilting her head vaguely at Hadama’s question. “Oh, I like all kinds!” Another Cheshire grin formed, delighted at the discussion of armaments. “My favorites are the bow and staff, but I’ve also practiced in hand-to-hand and daggers!” Which likely shouldn’t surprise anyone.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
