to be lit up from within
vein by vein
In normal circumstances, Melita avoided Safrin. Connections with Sunjata and that utter debacle, combined with her preference for Ludo, ensured the Honeybee’s wide berth of the starry goddess. But being nosey, and barely, if ever, in contact with her uncle, she figured it wouldn’t hurt to see the wake of Torchline be changed and altered again.Coming with her own candle, the youth held it with both hands, accompanied by her companions as they lingered along the land. Ensuring she was, perhaps, a safe distance away from any heralds, her presence was a silent one – nodding towards Hadama, and blending in amidst the other onlookers, eager to see their work transpire into something tangible.
to be the sun
MELITA
