Knot telling you the future [Open for any]
Jan 29, 2018 14:31:49 GMT -5
Post by * on Jan 29, 2018 14:31:49 GMT -5
Dymas Nyx District 4 The stench of past victors remain no matter how many years go by. The aroma of dead tributes waft into my nose within the first few feet of my entrance. For me, the living was the lucky ones, but the dead were the ones that got off easy. The young kids that perished among the arenas never to kiss their first love or have a child of their own to watch. Most of them never even knowing that when they woke up, in a matter of weeks they would be among the clouds - or burning within the pits of the after life. Momma T always made sure that my hands were never left idle too long and when I had time to run my mouth, I had time to train or to do something worth while. My existance on this earthly plain wasn't to be wasted at all and she made sure of it. I had a purpose in this world, even if it was to die among the others so that one could live with luxury; not saying I didn't. I earned every little bit that I needed to and was a welcomed part of society among my peers and the numerous age groups. My only problem, I couldn't see my worth among them all because now I have been seperated from the only reason I existed. Angel would be waiting for me back home, hopefully praying to the higher power that I do not risk my life for nothing as I've been known to do. "I'm a stupid and wreckless person." I catch myself saying under my breath in remembrance to the many times Cynthia had called me out on it - out of love of course. Only now, as I approach the trapping and knots station, I begin to wonder what kind of web I should weave. What saftey net would be woven in my honor. "I'm pretty adept with making nets, but maybe you could teach me a little something more?" I task the trainer. |