Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
to swallow the flame down
Heh.
Melita wandered by the Hanged Man often – a given, some days, meandering through for a quick drink after days by the sea. Today though, she could hear telltale music beginning to play. Maybe the mer was back – Calliope, wasn’t it? – she was pretty good –
But wandering in, barely poking her head within the doorframe, made her eyes widen, before she ducked back out quickly. Talyson? What was that fucking little –
And then a plan. Quickly. Efficiently. Stupidly, but a plot nonetheless. Snagging a runner nearby, she whisked off a note on a tiny slip of paper and instructed the lad to send it along to Jack, pondering if he’d like a dose of amusement.
Before she slipped right back in, waving to Flora, and taking a seat towards the middle, a look of utter disdain crossing her features, staring straight at the courier.
Melita wandered by the Hanged Man often – a given, some days, meandering through for a quick drink after days by the sea. Today though, she could hear telltale music beginning to play. Maybe the mer was back – Calliope, wasn’t it? – she was pretty good –
But wandering in, barely poking her head within the doorframe, made her eyes widen, before she ducked back out quickly. Talyson? What was that fucking little –
And then a plan. Quickly. Efficiently. Stupidly, but a plot nonetheless. Snagging a runner nearby, she whisked off a note on a tiny slip of paper and instructed the lad to send it along to Jack, pondering if he’d like a dose of amusement.
Before she slipped right back in, waving to Flora, and taking a seat towards the middle, a look of utter disdain crossing her features, staring straight at the courier.
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
to be the sun
