i stayed in the darkness with you »devereaux blitz
Jul 18, 2013 1:13:15 GMT -5
Post by ✨ zozo. on Jul 18, 2013 1:13:15 GMT -5
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The library inside the Devereauxs' home was Corran's most favourite place in the world. Whilst nothing compared to District One's lavish building with its rooms that seemed to stretch on and on, and with is shelves upon shelves that stacked twice as high as she was tall, it housed all of her personal favourite pieces of writing dating back decades. Tiptoeing through the wooden shelves she swore not to wake them, keeping ever so quiet, like the books were all slumbering live beings. With gentle hands she would pry them from their sleep and delicately wake them, casting her eyes over every little secret world they held and absorbing everything their pages concealed.
For hours, she sat by the windows and basked in the warmth from the summer sun. In here, time did not exist. Sure, the sun would rise and fall and the arms on the clocks would keep on ticking, but that didn't matter to Corran. It was more than likely that she had things to do or people to see today (her Mother would remind her then conveniently whisk her away to be dolled up and look pristine) but quite frankly, Corran didn't care. Well look at that, she thought. Not caring. That's a change.
Looking up from her pages, she blinked in surprise. For the sun that one hung across the sky and cast window-pane shadows across her face had now set behind the concrete horizon of District One. And then a memory clicked into the back of her head from hours and hours ago (just last night, but it seemed worlds away) that she was supposed to meet her older siblings to discuss her father's birthday present exactly... 3 hours ago. Oops. But before she had time to race through her home, she heard voices murmuring between the spines of books, bouncing around the emptiness of her library. Look at that, they found me.
And that's when the lights went out.
Plunging into darkness, the shutters over the windows of her home closed with a bang, and Corran through she'd heard a scream. In the dark she couldn't see her words echo around the walls - but she'd try to find her siblings anyway. "Hello?" the fifteen year-old called, shuffling around to find her siblings or the cupboard in which she'd hidden a torch for late-night reading as her eyes adjusted to the dark, whichever she'd locate first. "Anyone?"[/justify]
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[/justify]ooc; ok hi guys, if that didn't really make sense what i'm thinking is that there's been a power cut and the oldest siblings are trapped in the library with noway to get out (feel free to thread one of them trying to unlock the doorhandles or something) and they're basically gonna have to chill in the library with candles and stuff for a while and YAY SIBLING BONDING even if it is a little grudgingly done by some of them.