falling from cloud nine // death
Aug 22, 2014 9:19:22 GMT -5
Post by jess on Aug 22, 2014 9:19:22 GMT -5
I shouted out I loved you but you’re not here, you're not here |
District 4 was pretty buzzed with excitement after a victor was crowned from their district. It had been a while since that kind of thing had happened - in recent years, their district had rarely had much luck, a few making it far, only to end up dead and on their way back home in whatever they kept their bodies in on the way back. Body bag? Coffin? Whatever. Just a couple more Reapings for you, then all you have to worry about is Rose. The young girl had been getting ready early in the morning to go down fishing with her father or something. I'd still been half-asleep, my hand reaching out as a blurry figure moved above me. One look at the bright ginger hair and I could relax again. I slept for a couple more hours after that until Mother grabbed me by the hair (not too tight) and forced me to get up. I was pretty much in a bad mood all morning but it got a little better towards afternoon. "Irene, we're having a celebration tonight, for District 4's victory. Would you be a dear and go and get us some fish? There should be plenty of stalls down at the market." Well damn. I sighed and got some money off the table that she'd laid out for me. I guess I can't complain. The weather's beautiful today. Father and Rose must be having a blast down at the beach. I headed down to the market and looked around the stalls. I kept one hand firmly by my side, my arm pressing against the pocket which held my money. The last thing I needed was for my money to be stolen. It had happened before in this area. I walked towards one of the stores, and from a distance, looked at what was on offer. I didn't want to hold up the people working there with my difficulty with choosing. tagged: (sail/death) words: (cba) outfit: (cba) notes: (cba) |
made by remi of i'm so curious