MELITA
Maybe their prayers had been the correct answer.Between the unicorns and Arduinna’s appearance, the light combined into a glorious, beautiful sanction. The honeybee girl’s eyes widened as she took in the reverie, as she soaked in the sudden surge to the song. They did it, the youth thought, mystified and beholden, witnessing an abrupt shift to the Undine and her plight, as the healing nature seemed to alter, change, her spirit, her frame, her figure, “How do you feel now?” She whispered, a vivid round of tunes revolving from her lips too – not as beatific, not as grand, not as poetic and ardent, but yearning to stay amidst those soothing, assuaging resonance – something gone well this time.
It made her heart soar, to watch an alteration, a change, for the world not to fall apart in those moments.
This is a gift, it comes with a price
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
Who is the lamb and who is the knife?
Midas is king and he holds me so tight
And turns me to gold in the sunlight
