Post by mauve morganstern • 3f [kiah] on Sept 11, 2015 7:56:48 GMT -5
c l i o b u r k e
Skin turned golden by the sun. Hair that cascades down her back the color of melting chocolate. Eyes as warm as a peaceful autumn day- but clouded with uncertainty, reluctant to meet the gaze of others. On her right hand a perfect set of fingers- her left not so. The smallest finger it drawn shorter than usual, a small stump, a reminder of what once was whole.
In her garden she is at home. Her fingers laced in dirt, the gentle hum of her voice gliding through the wind, dancing around the small plants and flowers- flora that she has grown and cared for herself. In her garden she could be true to herself. She could be as open, as loud as confident as she wanted, but outside the small fence she was constricted. She shyness, her timidness overpowering her- but she is truly kind. She is sweet, her heart gentle as she tries to see only the good in everyone around her.
With parents being absent Clio has become like a mother figure to her two younger siblings. Providing and caring for them is hard at times, after all she is just a child herself. How was she supposed to care for two young ones when she could barely support herself? She often worried that she would let them down, that she would fail them, but no matter how many mistakes she made, they both still looked at her with awe, pride and an undying love- encouraging her, pushing her forwards- and in the end that was enough for her. It would have to be enough.