A lack of fatherly advice [Hafen&Setta]

Murky water dripped from the tips of my hair, thankfully the two braids I had been wearing since the reaping kept my mane tame. The clothes I was dumped into the cage with, already soaking wet as I unzipped the top exposing a sports bra in the same color and a stomach with a few old scars. Reminiscence of the times I had found a sword to play spar with some of the other kids with. Drea came rushing outside manically when she saw a few of us bleeding through our shirts and pants, we all wore a grin not grasping the idea we could have killed each other.

I wrapped the arms of the uniform around my waste and sat myself down (probably reeking of polluted water beyond compare) next another girl my age. Looking around we must have been some of the youngest ones around. Older children picking at the weak hoping we would be easy targets, but she had a spark in her eyes. Drea claimed each one of us she had brought to live in the cabin had a spark, it was how she knew we belonged under Scylla’s careful watch.

The girl from eight, the one with freckles sporadically sprayed across her face bore a resemblance to the other lost girls. The ones with menace in their eyes and an untamable nature no one could quite understand where it spawned from . The sailors had a theory, jokingly claiming the spark would have been crushed if only we had a father. The absurd idea we needed a male authority figure in our life to become all proper. Well, how was I ever supposed to have a dad (I was certain he was on one of those ships…sailing somewhere out there) when he never wanted a daughter.

The Teufelskreis as Drea called it. History doomed to repeat itself and fatherless daughters were though to be the most damned of them all.

“Don’t take this the wrong way” I scoffed at the girl from eight, tired of everyone else’s bullshit. “Did your dad ditch ya too?” I questioned hoping to have finally found someone in the cage with an understanding of how my world worked. “You just seem like you got that kinda fight to ya…it’s a compliment…I think.”