Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
“I could see him steering it into the docks, and then turning it around immediately,” maybe before even getting to the landing portions for the Ark – coasting enough overhead that he could see the long stretch and plain of nothingness before they even bothered to head downwards. She shrugged her shoulders again, unbothered – waiting for the opportunity for a big ‘told you so’.
Her eyes narrowed speculatively, as if she was trying to parse through another stupid question, the haze of alcohol clouding and flooding her brain, or a combination of it all. “Fuck no,” she responded adequately and quickly. “What would be the point?” There was no one left there – no one she knew or cared about, and the whole land itself seemed to be begging or aching for either salvation, repose, or just be left the hell alone to fend for itself. All signs seemed to be pointing to the latter, from what she’d heard. Blinking stupidly, she thought (or tried) for a moment more, before bluntly squaring her shoulders. “Weren’t you leading it for a while?” Though, to be fair, it had probably gone to hell before that.
Her eyes narrowed speculatively, as if she was trying to parse through another stupid question, the haze of alcohol clouding and flooding her brain, or a combination of it all. “Fuck no,” she responded adequately and quickly. “What would be the point?” There was no one left there – no one she knew or cared about, and the whole land itself seemed to be begging or aching for either salvation, repose, or just be left the hell alone to fend for itself. All signs seemed to be pointing to the latter, from what she’d heard. Blinking stupidly, she thought (or tried) for a moment more, before bluntly squaring her shoulders. “Weren’t you leading it for a while?” Though, to be fair, it had probably gone to hell before that.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
