~ P A P E R {North} H E A R T E D ~
Jun 19, 2012 21:21:17 GMT -5
Post by P I R A T E S A I L S on Jun 19, 2012 21:21:17 GMT -5
Natili Solstice
I grabbed my jacket off the wooden rack, more like A poorly carved tree. She swung the worn jacket around her, it was dark and A little stained, she tied it around her waist, heading outside into the bitter air.
It was early and the sun was only barely peaking over the horizon. Lighting up that one place in the sky A smooth and relaxing orange. She walked down the dusty street, more of A dirt road where children starve and die each morning. She wanted to go out and collect berries, but she needed to stay away from the woods, thinking of the darkness out there made her shiver.
She then walked down the worn street, looking at the clothes blowing on the clothes lines across every street, knowing even other people were even more miserable then her and her family. She wished that they had food, they're stomachs would extend, they would curl over into eternal darkness no longer. She knew the wish wouldn't ever come true, this wish has been wished more then A million times in her District, and their wish was faulted as A fail as they we're another victim of death.
