Waya Inland//D3//CBD#1//FIN

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Waya Inland
District Three
18
Fc: Tessa Thompson

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Waya Inland

There is a special time of night when the district is quiet. It's early in the morning in the land between night and morning when the stars are the brightest. Waya lives in that time. When she isn't at the factory twisting wires, she sits on the rooftop of her complex and watches the stars. It's a climb to get there, up six flights of stairs and two ladders. Up there she sits on a blanket her mother knitted and draws little lines between the shiny dots.
Her hair stretches out beyond her head like a halo. An angel her mother would say a little angel who lives in the stars.
Mother isn't doing to good anymore. Too much smog in her lungs, her fingers too shaky to twist wires anymore. But she stills calls her an angel.
Maybe she is. Maybe, she is meant to be up in the stars. A little blinking beacon far away from here.
Waya dreams of being a star.
But until then, she wraps wire. She programs clocks. She stares at blinking lights on machines, and then at night watches the blinking lights in the sky.
My little angel...

Maybe she is.
But most of the time, she doesn't feel like one.

[lance]

Absolutely gorgeous

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