[se] an eternity of other things

MELITA

Had Melita not met Delta previously in similar circumstances, she might have fallen off the edge in surprise. Instead, her eyes rounded, feet wavering slightly until she safely planted them on the other side of the fringes, on ground rather than the lips of the canals. Righted and not in danger of descending into the water, the energetic voice responded in turn. “Oh, hello!” She peered, head tilting vaguely, having never seen this mermaid before. Unabashed and unafraid, she shrugged her shoulders. “Quite a few!” Pausing, brows furrowing slightly, there seemed to be a range of emotions rankling along her features until she settled on curiosity. “Do mermaids eat sweets?”

This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight