it's lovely by the water

MELITA

Melita had been here before; when the sickness had spread and she’d hoped to assist in finding a cure. The hot springs proportions gave her intense relief; maybe because of her inner fire, maybe because there was some peace in the luxury of soothing balms, maybe because it was a welcome distraction from the fractures of her life at the moment.

Unaware of the situation between Maeve and Locke, or Locke’s incapability of speech, the youth arched a brow but marched forward all the same, undeterred and unbothered by the swell of temperatures. “This place helped when everyone was sick last year,” she said by way of some modicum of conversation that didn’t involve buckets; dipping hers in gently as she clambered along the embankment, listening to the water slosh along the sides.

You're all gonna watch me
Disappear into the sun