[SWE] Fiat Lux

For awhile, Lily is perfectly content to sit on the sides and watch everyone interact. She observes and stores bits of information away for later: the white (super white!) woman with the rags that everyone seems to address, though she can’t hear what they’re saying, the potential tension between Deimos and Amalia, the new baby, and the small, dark woman whom she’s never seen before. Eventually, though, her stomach begins to rumble from her previous exertions and Lily gracefully makes her way through the throne to Amalia’s stall, from whence such heavenly smells came. One of the banners they made stretches overhead and the redhead appraises it with a critical eye. It’s shit, really, but that doesn’t seem to matter. She watches her two friends dance and a happy giggle bubbles up before she turns and buys a loaf of bread, ripping into the warm, yeasty flesh with ravenous teeth. A content sound escapes as she seems to inhale the bun, before Lily turns to go to the other stalls and see what they have to offer. lily as if you were on fire from within the moon lives in the lining of your skin