introductions || kiah {blitz}

[Arrows]

    

Day is just starting to break into sunset as Diamond turns the corner on her final street. So far she has made more progress than she expected in regards to meeting citizens at their level, one on one. First hand she has seen what the people are facing in the moment. She has seen calms of comfort and heard sobs of sorrow. The pages of her notebook are heavy with the ink of her objective. She wants to carry the words of the people and put them together into sentences. She has seen what happens in the shadows of the streets of the District of Technology. She was raised in a perfect prison constructed by a man the District saw as desirable. She has taken his once precious place and now she can see now what cruelty corrupted him. Grief takes different shapes in the shade of human existence.

Overhead, the quiet hum of streetlights switching on fills the almost-evening air. Much of Diamond's body is already begging her to head home, but there are still more stories to hear. What if the next house she knocks on shares with her something she must tackle? What if her visit is the one thing the next person she will see needs? Diamond has never been one to focus inward when there is external struggle. In the past, that is how she has fallen into the struggles of her PTSD and anxiety. She has to keep going, at least until dark. Her hand falls lightly against a new door and a new discovery.