Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
Melita had never traveled by wagon a day in her life, so she blinked owlishly at the thought, then let it slide away, back into the ethers. But as Sohalia permitted the other range of notions to scramble along, the youth still couldn’t help that range of distaste in her mouth at any mention of Stormbreak. While she’d certainly aided in retrieving a relic there, from a cliffside that was actually a giant, movement and moments also highlighted it as an area of ruin for her family – where Nate had met one of his ends, where Sunjata still persisted in trying to save the Ascended…
“Maybe another time,” she managed, in a tight smile. “The Ark is headed to the Grounds next, so I have to make sure I’m ready for that.” A worthwhile excuse, maybe, if she gave a fuck about Jack’s opinions, or about the Grounds. She wasn’t sure which memories were worse.
“Maybe another time,” she managed, in a tight smile. “The Ark is headed to the Grounds next, so I have to make sure I’m ready for that.” A worthwhile excuse, maybe, if she gave a fuck about Jack’s opinions, or about the Grounds. She wasn’t sure which memories were worse.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
