Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
Even if Sohalia was apprehensive about the whole thing, Melita plunged onward, eternally eager to get straight to the heart of vehemence, violence, and vitriol. “Yeah, that’s pretty decent!” For a first-timer went unsaid, but she figured the Attuned would find her way to manage something comfortable for her fingers and hands.
Her eyes widened a little when the other woman managed to hit…herself. “All right, you gotta have some self-preservation,” and pretending like she had any in her own form, she corrected the youth’s stance and swing. “Like this.” Demonstrating right in front of her, she slashed at the air, slowing down the process so she’d be able to bear witness, try it for herself. “That’s better!” Once Sohalia had accomplished those minor motions, she backed away a few steps, the energy and zest evident. “You can use a staff defensively or offensively. They can bat away or catch strikes, or attack others. Come at me and I’ll show you!”
Her eyes widened a little when the other woman managed to hit…herself. “All right, you gotta have some self-preservation,” and pretending like she had any in her own form, she corrected the youth’s stance and swing. “Like this.” Demonstrating right in front of her, she slashed at the air, slowing down the process so she’d be able to bear witness, try it for herself. “That’s better!” Once Sohalia had accomplished those minor motions, she backed away a few steps, the energy and zest evident. “You can use a staff defensively or offensively. They can bat away or catch strikes, or attack others. Come at me and I’ll show you!”
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
