every time she burns to ashes
Besides the impressive, incredible hair changing abilities, Melita managed to discover something else along the pots: a number. Peering closer, it happened to be somewhat similar to a seven, and she wrinkled her nose at it, wondering what it could possibly mean. Between Bastien’s theatrics, she managed to search along the rest of the pots, hoping to conjure more clues.
With more of them arriving, the girl turned, shifting towards the group once more, holding the pot slightly aloft, so they could see where she’d found the etching. “Did anyone see anything with numbers?” Maybe they could pool resources, combine efforts, instead of meandering along individually.
With more of them arriving, the girl turned, shifting towards the group once more, holding the pot slightly aloft, so they could see where she’d found the etching. “Did anyone see anything with numbers?” Maybe they could pool resources, combine efforts, instead of meandering along individually.
she knows how to rise again
Melita
