to be lit up from within
vein by vein
“Oooh, thank you,” she oohed and awed towards the contraption held out to her, sparing a couple moments of distraction to play with it – watching the ball go back and forth and hit against the wooden proportions with absolute glee. “This is great.” For someone with her attention span and violent tendencies, under ordinary circumstances she could’ve been entertained for hours.But there was work to be done, so she permitted Fangorn to try it with his assortment of vines, while she hastened off to find something to do by herself.
An idea came to her from experiences amidst the Grounds, and maybe as a way to honor an old friend. Recalling Bastien and his ability to create beautiful works of art, the youth skipped her way through the market, snagging at the supplies, before returning with paintbrushes, canvas, and paint, for the more creative minds.
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Melita brings back paintbrushes, canvas, and paint!
to be the sun
MELITA
