Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
Taking the offered barter, this time some beautiful pearls, her eyes flickered back from her palm and towards Hadama, a twist of confusion in her brows. Perhaps she had missed something, or wasn’t making the connection between vengeance and favored food. “Wait. We’re not giving the pastries to them? Right?” She sure as hell wasn’t wasting a damn good blend of dough and confection and flavor on Kiada.
Unless there was poison in it…
Further speculation gave her some notion of pondering, tilting her head vaguely, much like a confused animal, but she’d learned not to jump too far into conclusions (kinda), so she waited for the answer before darting off into other semblances.
Unless there was poison in it…
Further speculation gave her some notion of pondering, tilting her head vaguely, much like a confused animal, but she’d learned not to jump too far into conclusions (kinda), so she waited for the answer before darting off into other semblances.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
