snowbell starkhaven } d12 — cb

you were named for your snow-white hair, and for your mother's favorite flowers. your father has deep olive skin, black hair, and dark eyes; your mother is fair, but brunette and brown-eyed. the pallor of your hair was shocking; you were born with nearly a full head of it, and when you opened your eyes, they were a strange violet color.

snow is what you are called as a nickname by children at school, but your parents like to call you bell instead. you used to not like your nickname because it always made you feel different, but over time you have grown into it. throughout your childhood, you have had to sit at the very front of the classroom to be able to see the board; your condition does not allow you to see well from far away. when you look off into the horizon, everything in the distance muddles together into an indiscernible blur.

you have always been painfully shy, preferring to read books at recess and lunchtime instead of conversing with your classmates. sometimes instead of listening during class, you place a book on your lap, concealing it with your desk, and read while the teacher isn't paying attention to you. there have been numerous occasions where you've gotten caught, but you never cared.

story worlds are better than district twelve. you don't understand much about why things are the way they are, but you know you don't like it. you only know the glimpses that you have been allowed to see. you're not allowed to go to the seam, but your parents can't shield you from everything. when public whippings take place in the square, your mother can cover your eyes, but she can't cover your ears too so you won't hear the screams.