Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
Melita rather liked the mental imagery she’d summoned at the concept of spearing enemies and adversaries from below – smirking a little at the thought of some newfound challenge. How amusing would it be to propel herself upward and knock out some infidel with her staff? Or even shoot an arrow underwater with her bow? The strength itself would be difficult, considering the way water slowed down the mechanics –
And then her attention flickered back to the task at hand, which was inspecting vegetables. While Fangorn grumbled and turned, she maneuvered along the rock, peering at the mermanta’s wares. While not an overly picky individual, she also had to think of what would pair well with ramphire meat when she stuffed it all into her mouth. Perusing and analyzing, she eventually came to an offer. “How about some carrots and those spices, for a slab of meat?” Then her eyes flickered back to the sea-dweller, uncertain of his haggling endeavors.
And then her attention flickered back to the task at hand, which was inspecting vegetables. While Fangorn grumbled and turned, she maneuvered along the rock, peering at the mermanta’s wares. While not an overly picky individual, she also had to think of what would pair well with ramphire meat when she stuffed it all into her mouth. Perusing and analyzing, she eventually came to an offer. “How about some carrots and those spices, for a slab of meat?” Then her eyes flickered back to the sea-dweller, uncertain of his haggling endeavors.
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
