shards of iron and ice

MELITA

“Oh no, there was a reason. I did it because I thought you were going to destroy the snow creature. I wasn’t close enough to stop you on my own.” She would have though – she would have reached down into something and spiraled hard. As for Kiada – that really wasn’t any of his concern or business. “Kiada and I have a long history. And my task was to distract her. Sounds like I accomplished it just fine.” And that was all she needed to say – no point in justifying those actions to him. A shrug, a voice of indifference, to his taunting, to his ridiculous farce. “Leave me alone, Loren.” Perhaps his final warning – a low growl, a hiss, in the crackle of her voice. Fangorn knew enough to give her a wide berth, gliding along market stalls and kiosks with a look of apprehension floating in his eerie eyes. A rumble towards Astra was a clear omen, but otherwise he couldn’t do much else.

help tonight to split its seams
Give the bruises out like gifts