Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
His response made sense, she figured, in stories of merpeople and tridents – it seemed far more aqua based than any of the other armaments lined along the kiosks and stalls. She nodded along, until the broadening of mischief occurred, and it caused her spine to straighten, hands stilling for a moment, head tilting with the inclinations. “Oh? You’d be willing to teach me?” Then her grin grew, massive and endearing, if not touched with sinister, nefarious inclinations. “I’m absolutely willing.” Any new skill, any new foundation, even if it was something she probably wouldn’t use for herself, would be rewarding and fulfilling. Especially a new stabby toy.
With that, she snagged at his bracelet, and skipped off to make the purchase, returning just as quickly as before, and handing the three-pronged instrument over to him.
With that, she snagged at his bracelet, and skipped off to make the purchase, returning just as quickly as before, and handing the three-pronged instrument over to him.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
