Post by tom on Jul 19, 2018 21:52:06 GMT -8
Oasis Tuson -- District Six
Collapse comes quickly to her as she falls flat onto the ground, tired from exhaustion. Mind racing for a bit as she looks up to the clouds that are almost reachable, yet so far away. Dreams seems to be coming harder and harder as time goes on. She isn't terrified of them, but every single night all she can feel are bruises along her skin that fade away. The psychological pain is still there, but she can see her brother some days in the people here. Someone practicing their medical stuff. Someone laughing hard enough that they snort. Someone standing further away from her smoking a cigarette looking calm, but probably freaking out just like herself. Eyes watch clouds, so fluffy that she wishes to sleep on them. Ignore the pestering feeling of fear in her chest with the days that keep coming closer to fighting for life or death.
"Hmmmm That one looks like fish."
Eyes scanning the cloud that floats by like there wasn't anything unusual happening here. Like there wasn't going to be multiple dead bodies by the end of the next few weeks. Maybe a storm would brew the day that she dies. Rafe always loved storms unlike herself. Storms typically meant father would sneak instead and spend the night with them, no matter how much she argued with him. It always ended with more bruises that Rafe never finds out about. Eyes move to the next one as she tries to process what it could be. Rounded head, large feather-like pieces, A beak, and claws on the bottom, or maybe it was the other way around with a rounded bottom, large wings and a crowned head. Who knew what it could be, but it did resemble an owl very weakly.
"That one's an owl."