A Beautiful Song [ OPEN ]

[kmulatto]

Zenobia Pyrmont
"Zenny"
Seventeen Years Old
District 11

Just a little bit higher... Zenny scaled the tree with ease, but as she climbed higher the branches became thinner and more frail. She had to be careful at these heights. She didn't want to go crashing to the ground, again. Sending her mother in a frenzy of panic, again. Being up so high in these trees had always provided her so much comfort as a child. Perhaps it brought her even more comfort as she grew. The trees provided an escape from her reality, even if for a brief moment. She eyed a sturdy branch a couple feet above her head, and pulled herself up to sit upon it. She looked out at District 11, using her right hand as a visor for the sun that was beginning to set. Home. You can only stay a few minutes. You'd be in big trouble if anyone saw you up here and told mother. Or worse, if a peacekeeper saw you up here after the work day has ended. She would never steal any of the fruit. No, she just liked being up so high off the ground. But that didn't mean that the peacekeepers would believe her. They were strict here in District 11. Probably just as strict in all the Districts.

The song being bounced back between two birds above her head, is what pulled Zenny from her thoughts. What a pretty song. How I long to be like you. To soar high in the sky, to fly away from here... That was it. The true reason why Zenny wanted to be close to the birds. She envied them. Their wings. Zenny closed her eyes and just listened. At last, it was time to leave her sanctuary. Time to head home. Just one minute longer. Their song is too beautiful to leave. She rested her head back against the strong trunk of the tree. She was exhausted from the long work day that all her people were forced to succumb to. She didn't mine really, but boy was she tired. Mother will be worried... But just one more minute.... With the birds song in her ears, Zenny drifted off to sleep.