Winifred 'Winnie' Seer // twelve. cbd1.

[d1b. xylia fray ♕ kaяi]

Winnie Seer }}

district twelve
seventeen
kinda crazy

[d1b. xylia fray ♕ kaяi]

The clouds are my friends.

A sunny day with scattered clouds is the most perfect for reading them. I place my blanket on the soft grass and spread my tarot cards in front of me. The gentle breeze tickles my face and the clouds float along, giving me their secret messages as they pass by. The clouds tell me whether to expect doom or happiness, life or death. They give me messages for others, sometimes warnings, sometimes messages of hope.

They may say I'm crazy, but I've been right before. Like just last week, I correctly predicted the death of Ms. DesRosiers' brother. The clouds warmed me she would need to check her mail, as a very important message was going to appear. Then the cards, the cards told me that it would not be good. Quickly, I rushed to her house to warn her, but she promptly rolled her eyes and slammed her door. The next day I heard whispers of an unexpected passing in her family, and I couldn't help but smile.

They might not believe me.

But I know the clouds only speak the truth.

[d1b. xylia fray ♕ kaяi]

done! I would assume Kap wants dibs!

[Kap]

Ahhh I love her!!!