Ebony Loren D4 WIP
Jan 8, 2019 14:35:25 GMT -5
Post by Sage on Jan 8, 2019 14:35:25 GMT -5
Ebony Loren
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The happiest day of my life happened about three months ago when I, once Ebony Winds, married the love of my Life, Jax Loren and became Ebony Loren. I suppose I should back track a little bit because this story isn't about our marriage, it's so much more than that but at the same time, that is a big part of my story.
Our story starts in District four with a little girl named Ebony, or well, me. I was a happy child, carefree but my parents would not let me go near the ocean, barely even permitted me to see it. They said the ocean was dangerous and that I would not be safe if I went to it. I listened to them, mostly but as a child, I was curious. I'd sneak glimpses of the vast expanse of blue that stretched as far as the eye could see but I never went to the shore, I never dared to lest my parents find out and drag my ass back home. Upon asking my parents once why I wasn't allowed near the ocean, I discovered that my Uncle had been killed at sea while out fishing. He had been caught in a storm and it had destroyed his dinky little boat.
I am an only child but I had a lot of friends growing up. Mostly, I spent my days training in the academy but I never volunteered, especially not after I met Jax. I was sixteen I think when I finally decided enough was enough and I was going to go down to the water. I waited until both of my parents were busy with their work in town before heading down to the beach and that is where I met him. He was one of the sweetest and funniest guys I'd ever met but my parents did not approve of him. They believed that he was going to get me killed because he wanted to teach me to swim. It was my father who finally talked some sense into my mother, explaining to her that it was possible that one day, I would need to know how to swim, that I might be reaped one day and need to have the skills to swim and stay alive if the arena was say an underwater arena or something to that extent.
Some say that being chosen for the games is an honour but to be honest, I disagree with that sentiment. I don't think anyone, barring a few people, can go into an arena, have 23 other children die, and come out the same as they were before the games. I have to hope that this is not the fate of the small life that has begun to grow inside of me, I cannot imagine the pain a parent must feel having their child stripped away from them and forced to fight other children to the death. Even though Jax and I are safe ourselves, the same cannot be said for our child. Whilst I am excited for this little one, my excitement has been tainted by the thoughts of the future and what could happen to him or her.
Anyways, I suppose I should stop with the doom and gloom, normally I'm not nearly this much of a downer. Most of my friends growing up in the academy were males so I was comfortable just being part of the guys and I learned to roughhouse with them. On the other hand, I can also be a bit of a mother hen, especially when it comes to Jax and making sure he's taking care of himself. Oh goodness I'm doing it again, Jax, Jax, Jax, I promise I do actually have a life of my own that's not centered around my husband.
Appearance wise, I am a red head with green-grey-hazel eyes I guess you'd probably call them, I can never find an accurate descriptor for them as depending on what I'm wearing they can look different. My face is spotted with a bunch of freckles all over the place, one of my friends actually used to endearingly call me sprinkles as it looked like someone had sprinkled red pain all over my face.
Coding by Anzie, fixed by Ani.
