Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
She listened to the potentials of war amongst the sea – unlikely – and could only nod at the notions and semblances collected, gathered, there. Probably quite a few of them had prospered into some range of hope; that they wouldn’t be forced to forge along, that they could bury their heads in the sand. But the truth probably glared at them right in the face from the very beginning, so the youth could only nod, and finish up her own pastry.
At least armaments were easier to discuss. Of course Melita had perused the weapons – just for amusement’s sake, of course. “I did. Couple of tridents, harpoons, spears…,” pausing momentarily, before she felt the restless surge to head back towards the market and make another purchase for him. “Is that what you want?”
At least armaments were easier to discuss. Of course Melita had perused the weapons – just for amusement’s sake, of course. “I did. Couple of tridents, harpoons, spears…,” pausing momentarily, before she felt the restless surge to head back towards the market and make another purchase for him. “Is that what you want?”
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
