there's always a glimmer in those
The little spark and her vampire gourd companion followed after trails of bonfires, plumes of smoke, gathered beneath the setting sun – recalling the notice posted on the board. Traditions, especially considering and surrounding Ludo, would always intrigue the youth, and she leapt and bounded the rest of the way along the Outskirts, Fangorn tucked behind. Her eyes went to the priestess initially, granting a nod, and then to the others, Loren (whom she avoided), Oliver, Weaver (granting her a wave), and some other unknown individual. So she approached, leaning down to the ground to grab hold of Fangorn and ensure he stayed put in her arms, waiting for everything to begin.
who have been through the dark
MELITA
