Melita
they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive
of the women they burned alive
Swift and certain, rapid and quick, amused and unrelenting, she watched as her staff struck the trident – a glimmer of satisfaction and contentment rising to the brim of her smirk. Never for long, the honeybee couldn’t take anything for granted, but she always enjoyed cherishing those small, small flickers of moments.
Then they were off again, maneuvering and positioning, and she followed as he traced his way through the waters – like a persistent little gnat. However, he launched before she figured he would, ill-advised on calculating mermanta speeds and agilities – and she was forced to place her weapon directly in front of her. It didn’t ward off the spray, for she laughed as it all showered down upon her – but the staff did catch the trident once more. “Well done!” She shouted above the disarray.
Then they were off again, maneuvering and positioning, and she followed as he traced his way through the waters – like a persistent little gnat. However, he launched before she figured he would, ill-advised on calculating mermanta speeds and agilities – and she was forced to place her weapon directly in front of her. It didn’t ward off the spray, for she laughed as it all showered down upon her – but the staff did catch the trident once more. “Well done!” She shouted above the disarray.
because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life
to bring a whole wildfire to life
