Post by D4f Luxa Pelotte [ azalea ] on Dec 31, 2014 8:48:34 GMT -5
ophelia "wylla" lysander | district three | 12 | female | odair
the ghosts of family in your hair; they leave you scarred and upset. all that you are is a simple invisible girl, wylla is nothing more than a fading girl, but that's okay, no, it's more--it's good. little voice but the call of a bird never goes unheard. night comes, and things grow darker and sadder the naivety starts to hurt , the pain of being a child finding it's feet. it closes your mind and you can blink and be in unthinkable thoughts. you hate it, really, you want it gone but still you find yourself acting as if childhood is something to be proud of and not like it will one day get you killed you continue to trip and keep on falling, gradually becoming one with the arms of ripred he says it'll be fixed soon and that one day you'll be a big girl who is whole again brighter than the stars above and wiser than rivers that have seen decades and centuries, to learn a million things like how to wash the ghosts from your hair.