[PQ] there's magic in the making

MELITA

Paper lanterns made with gusto, but not a single modicum of talent, she set her sights on Amalia’s next set of directions. Making the Luxere. This would be another interval of skill for Clementine or her mother, both great women with attention to detail and finesse – while the wild Melita had brandished bows and stalked honeybees. As it was, the youth nodded her agreement to the baker, and then instantly had no idea what to do. Sewing? Stuffing? What was involved? Perhaps ignorance wasn’t the best notion to traverse along.

So she sidled up to Jiao, who seemed interesting – eyes flicking over Fae attributes (like wings), and then earnestly extending her potential, but obvious lack of skill. “What would you like me to do?” She’d leave it to the expert, fingers and hands at the ready, eager to be directed – incapable of leading this cavalcade. Were it something with fire and blood, she’d be more than capable, but no one seemed to ask for those particular intervals.

You're all gonna watch me
Disappear into the sun