to be lit up from within
vein by vein
A loud giggle exuded from the water as his hunch slunk along the eaves, and she materialized out of the fog and mist, feet still pressed upon the water, Fangorn tucked under her elbow. It might’ve been an ethereal image, save for the raucous growling of the gourd, and her Cheshire grin flickering along her features. More embers for the stoking. “Outsmarting people shouldn’t count as cheating,” and she winked, gliding over the veneer until she reached the shoreline.From there, she stuck out her hand for him to shake. “A good game, all around.” Her nose wrinkled, head tilted, and eventually she stepped along the rocks and soil once more, back and grounded to earth. “You still did very well.”
to be the sun
MELITA
