tomorrow/never/comes--Zori
Jun 25, 2013 0:27:16 GMT -5
Post by k!ah on Jun 25, 2013 0:27:16 GMT -5
[/size]The sound of echoing footsteps bounce off the walls around me and I take comfort in hearing only one pair. I have always been wary about my surroundings, always cautious about what could be out there, in the dark, lurking behind the corners. Tonight was no different. At every small sound, at every crack of a stick or scuttle of small feet my body jerks, instantly ready for an attack, but nothing comes. I knew that nothing was out there, waiting for me. I knew that no one was looking for me, just waiting for me to be on my own, just waiting for their chance to pounce…. But old habits, old fears die hard.
I round a corner and the cement beneath my feet turns into dirt, which coats my worn out sneakers in seconds. A small smile tugs at the edges of my lips as I watch as small puffs of dirt form as my feet pound lightly on the dry earth. Heat had caked the dirt, turning it dusty, desperate for a drop of moisture. The sun has been raging down on the district for about two weeks now and its impact it beginning to show. Small cracks wind up the path, like a spiders web, weaving back and forth in different directions. I pause, my eyes tracing on of the larger cracks that lead down the path.
The sun high in the sky, high above my head, it sent its searing heat down on to my body, turning my tanned skin slightly pink. I run a gentle hand over my warm skin, sent thrill of heat through my hands, warming me on the inside. My eyes scan the path in front of me seeking out some shade. Finally I find the shade I was seeking for and eagerly take a few steps towards it until it covers my whole body. Instantly I feel much better, the shade providing some coolness to the heat of the day.
Shade was pooled out over the path ahead of me, tall tress providing an escape from what seemed like the never ending heat. I was not sure if I wanted to go any further, hell, I wasn’t even sure where I was heading, all I knew was that I had to get away. I had to get away from the town, away from the place that harboured so many painful, heart breaking memories. So many memories that haunted my waking hours, that haunted my sleeping hours. In there- in town- there was no escape, there was no way I could escape the memories that haunted me… But out here, out here where there was nothing but dirt, nothing but nature and freedom, my memories set me free, allowing my messed up brain some time to think, some time to be free.
Out here I was able to think, I was able to breathe. I turn my face to the sky, the cloudless sky that towered above me, and all the other people of district eight. The sun was the only thing that was there, its ray spreading across the, blinding the naked eyes. Shielding my eyes I turn away from the sun, and back to the path with swirling web like cracks on the ground. Reluctantly I pull out of the shades shelter and take a pace into the suns heat, ready to face the battle that would eventually result in my gaining the shelter of the next tree along the path.
[ooc- sorry if it is really short and crap, it is the first time I have wrote with Saskia for a while, hope it is okay!:3]
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