Ruby Shaw :||: D10 :||: FIN

grim. Capitol Resident 1,081 POSTS last seen Sept 30, 2020 18:45:26 GMT -5	Ruby Shaw :\|\|: D10 :\|\|: FIN Dec 22, 2014 20:32:22 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by grim. on Dec 22, 2014 20:32:22 GMT -5 <District Ten> <Seventeen> <Female> Code: Odair FC: Diana Melison
	Last Edit: Jul 19, 2015 17:45:48 GMT -5 by grim. where my demons hide.

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Ruby Shaw :||: D10 :||: FIN Dec 29, 2014 20:36:09 GMT -5

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Post by grim. on Dec 29, 2014 20:36:09 GMT -5

R U B Y.

My hair spirals down the curve of my spine, in a stream of chestnut ringlets. My whole head sprouted with these tainted blonde locks. I say "tainted", because they weren't completely pure. They had streaks of yellow entangled within. My eyes anxious, and free. A charred caramel surrounding my pupil, blinking in innocents. My skin light and rough, made to resist the tan from the sun. It never darkened, hour upon hour of exposure, and it remains ivory. My lips a floral peace, virgin to touch. My nose was pointed and thin, I hated the way it made my face appear, weak and fragile. My neck was also very long, like some kind of exotic bird, I normally hide it in the collars of my shirts. My heart pumps with the blood of the night sky. My feet dripping with crimson, torn from the thorns of dead rose bushes. I hated blood and gore. My father says I will have to get use to at as a farmer, but it wasn't my own blood I despised. It was the blood of others. I didn't know much about medicine, so seeing an injury made me feel internally guilty. My legs run through my fathers fields, feeling the chill of the snow beneath my bare feet. My toes becoming numb, and my cheeks flushed. I inhale, filling my lungs with crisp winter air. The night sky lights up with coordinated like a dot to dot puzzle. I twirl in my night gown, and collapse into the earth. My eyes focused on my favorite star, the moon. It was large and bright, and it always looked back. I sprawl out in the snow with a shiver. I wave my arms and legs continuously, making an angel in the ground. I had brought an angel from heaven down to earth, she was my guardian. Watching my every move, and keeping my from trouble.

My teeth chatter with the bitter cold. Making the crooked tooth in my mouth irritate my lower lip. My hair flairs out in the snow nearly camouflaging itself. My forehead wrinkles with the raise of enjoyment in my brows. The corners of my mouth fold over, exposing my imperfect teeth. There was no one to through judgment at me from here. Here my spirit could run free. It was free to expose all of my imperfections. My neck shutters with the feeling of ice down my gown, it runs down my back like a razor, making my cringe. My fingers press through the surface of this snow. I feel the earth beneath the snow, cold and dead. "Don't worry grass, you will grow soon." My voice echoes through the night, reaching no ears but my own. My scared shoulder feels relieve from the cold snow. Forgetting the sensation of burning flesh. Tripping over a trough into a burning brander. My shoulder still aches, even a year later. It had left a vicious scar, but it made me unique. Pulled me from the crowd and uncovered a new path. I didn't want to hover over this idea of "perfection". It was non existent, perfection was a thought made by a foolish man.

My eyes reflect the scattered stars back at them. Making a canvass out of my eyes, and painting the universe. "I wonder what the universe looks out at. If we look out at him, he must look out at something else right?" This thought beckons me, indulging my interests. My thoughts always seemed to wonder like this, on thoughts that most others wouldn't dabble in. But someone has to pose these types of questions, right? My back begins to become numb. I feel the blades of my shoulders fade away, and the tail of my spine. My thin frame looking little compared to this big field. It housed many agricultural creatures. making their home here in this field. I loved to spend time out here with them, sharing their home. Despite my fathers warnings of becoming to attached. For I knew that eventually they would be slaughtered for their meat, and I understand it is what we must do for a living, but that didn't mean I had to like it. I feel my eyes drift, and I pull them back. Sleeping out here wouldn't be the smartest of choices. They drift again, and I decide to stand. That would keep me from my sleep deprived state. My smile doesn't fade through this whole experience. The night sky was my friend, it was there every night, watching me. So In turn I spend some nights watching it right back.

My heart aches at the factor of love I feel from the night sky. I guess it was a replacement for the attention I wasn't given in my years. My mother and father were quaint and fair. But they didn't seem to attend to their only daughter like most would. I was more of a burden then an asset. I loved them with all of my heart, and I know that they love me. But what could I do to make them care, at least more then they did now? One crystalized tear streams down the crease of my eye. I wipe it away before another can follow. there was no need to ruin my time with the moon, he was here, and that's all that matters. I could feel his warmth, even through this freezing cold. I made a promise, I would visit one day of the month. Return his favor, and I have. I know that he appreciates me, because I appreciate him. My mother was a brilliant cattle driver. She was amazing at maneuvering a horse to guide the cows to their correct pin. I loved the passion she felt toward her craft. My father owned this entire ranch. The land and all of the animals on it. We had cows, and chickens, pigs, maybe a few ducks. But I never really kept track. I did more with attending to the crops that we grow to feed our animals. I loved picking corn, in the brisk spring mornings.

I had no doubles, no siblings to call my own. I didn't know why my parents didn't try again. But maybe one child was enough for them any how. I would of liked having a younger sibling, someone to care for other than myself. But maybe I wouldn't be up for that responsibility. It would be a hassle having to care for another live. Any mistake you make could cause a flaw in their coming up, at least I think. I wasn't much for reading, or any type of literature at that. It wasn't that I couldn't read, I just didn't catch on as easily as others. It took time for me to soak up words on a paper, and my father said it was useless for a farm girl anyhow. So I stopped trying. My back was completely numb at this point, I no longer had feeling. It may be the time for me to make my way back inside. I start to fumble back to the door. Snow slipping in-between the cracks in my toes. I reach the porch and grab the knob. I give another look to the moon, my time with him tonight was up. But I would be back again, soon. "Don't fret my dear, for though I will be away I will return after another day".

I enters the house, creeping ever so quietly, being sure to keep the house at ease. My feet, dry with blood, and wet with melted snow. They creek up the wooden stairs ever so carefully. My hand runs up the stairs support bar. I feel a sliver of wood lift from the tarnished wood, and seep into my hand. It stung, I felt my warm blood drip down my wrist. I resist the temptation to squeal. For my parents couldn't know of my midnight adventures. I cover my blood splattered hand, with my other, and continue up the stairs. I reach the bathroom and pull the sliver ever so delicately from my hand. It felt much better coming out then in. I then bandage my hand and tip toe over to my bedroom. I had made it unscathed. At least I hope. When I open the door to my room, I find it empty. Filled with only the company of the light of the moon. I sit on my bed, and pull my knees to my chest. I then pull the cover over my beaten and cold body. My snow white head rests on the pillow. I smile one last time, out the window. "Watch me as I sleep, and I shall return the favor, watching you as you slumber." I feel my eyes roll back, and my lids close. My body slowly becomes still, and my breath calms. My mind ponders the day ahead of me. I drift off into oblivion, at least until tomorrow.

Last Edit: Jul 19, 2015 18:03:09 GMT -5 by grim.

where my demons hide.

grim. Capitol Resident 1,081 POSTS last seen Sept 30, 2020 18:45:26 GMT -5	Ruby Shaw :\|\|: D10 :\|\|: FIN Dec 31, 2014 23:36:24 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by grim. on Dec 31, 2014 23:36:24 GMT -5 All done
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Ruby Shaw :||: D10 :||: FIN Jan 2, 2015 11:45:41 GMT -5

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Post by Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy] on Jan 2, 2015 11:45:41 GMT -5

Hey Grim! could you please elaborate a little bit more on her personality and appearance? (Could you point out some flaws in the way she looks? Thanks!

When you're done, post here to bump up the thread. ^^

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sbeeg Retired Staff 3,503 POSTS Pronouns: she/they last seen Nov 1, 2023 5:54:37 GMT -5	Ruby Shaw :\|\|: D10 :\|\|: FIN Jan 5, 2015 16:49:41 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by sbeeg on Jan 5, 2015 16:49:41 GMT -5 Accepted!