raelia maude | district seven | wip

raelia maude

" i'm shattering everything
that has r e f l e c t i o n s . "

Something about risking her life has always been eye-catching for Raelia Maude.

Perhaps it is the thrill of it all, the dangers and terrors that lie in the dark shadows, waiting to be the negative in a series of possible outcomes. Perhaps it is the wonder of it, the adventures that she will be able to add to her list of memories from a reckless, wild youth when she one day became to frail and aged to enjoy things anymore. Perhaps, and most likely, Raelia Maude simply has a taste for death, and doesn't fear it in the least.

An assortment of scars decorate the girl like painted markings on an empty canvas. She claims she is a masterpiece, in fact, and without the bruises and cuts and scars, she would be plain, boring. The world has painted her, and it has done so with a strong and forceful hand. One particular scar, a long, jagged heap of flesh, slides down almost the entire length of the back of her right thigh, something attained from jumping into a shallow creek. Another one she frequently shows others is the the short, dark lines on her left hip from running into a barbed-wire fence in the dark. One of her thumbs was broken while climbing a tree when she was twelve, and can not close completely anymore.

" our eyes were c l o s e d
with hearts wide open . "