Allara found it quite ridiculous that she had to dress up for this, the brown dress she once wore laid on her floor carelessly. Something her mother would yell at her for.
She now wore a faded blue dress, from wearing it too much. Her once matted, dirty curls where now washed in cow milk and water. It was straight and fell to her waist. She wasn't proud of her hair, it got in her way when she played 'Swords' with Nick. She couldn't cut it either, her mother would freak.
Sighing she closed the mirror, she could only look at herself for a minute, her mother said that when you stare at your self to long your shaming our God. Though, she still didn't believe her, She closed it anyway.
She swiveled around and looked at her bed, underneath it was a leather bag where clothes were stuffed in it, food, water (etc) and her dads sword. He gave it to her just before he left, She didn't know why but would bring it with her for safety.
Tonight was the only night they opened the gates, She vowed to be the first person gone from this hell hole.
Laughter echoed throughout the village, people drinking and people already drunk. She had changed out of her clothes, quickly putting on pants and a shirt, both not fitting her right. Though nothing seemed to fit her seeing as she was tiny.
She grabbed the bag and ran out of her hut, dodging people and jumping over kids who lay on the ground. She raced toward the gates that would be closing soon, they only kept it open for an hour and she wasted fifty eight minutes. Just as it was about to close fully, she slipped through the crack, landing on the other side. She scrambled to get up, everything around her was pitch black, she saw nothing and heard nothing.
She grabbed grabbed one of her shirts and dropped on to the ground, touching around for any sticks. After finding one she wrapped her shirt around it and grabbed a match. She watched as everything illuminated, she saw frogs jump away from the light. Butterflies flutter away, their wings glowing a vibrant pink. A huge smile made its way to her face, she gave a low whisper. “I made it.”
She now wore a faded blue dress, from wearing it too much. Her once matted, dirty curls where now washed in cow milk and water. It was straight and fell to her waist. She wasn't proud of her hair, it got in her way when she played 'Swords' with Nick. She couldn't cut it either, her mother would freak.
Sighing she closed the mirror, she could only look at herself for a minute, her mother said that when you stare at your self to long your shaming our God. Though, she still didn't believe her, She closed it anyway.
She swiveled around and looked at her bed, underneath it was a leather bag where clothes were stuffed in it, food, water (etc) and her dads sword. He gave it to her just before he left, She didn't know why but would bring it with her for safety.
Tonight was the only night they opened the gates, She vowed to be the first person gone from this hell hole.
Laughter echoed throughout the village, people drinking and people already drunk. She had changed out of her clothes, quickly putting on pants and a shirt, both not fitting her right. Though nothing seemed to fit her seeing as she was tiny.
She grabbed the bag and ran out of her hut, dodging people and jumping over kids who lay on the ground. She raced toward the gates that would be closing soon, they only kept it open for an hour and she wasted fifty eight minutes. Just as it was about to close fully, she slipped through the crack, landing on the other side. She scrambled to get up, everything around her was pitch black, she saw nothing and heard nothing.
She grabbed grabbed one of her shirts and dropped on to the ground, touching around for any sticks. After finding one she wrapped her shirt around it and grabbed a match. She watched as everything illuminated, she saw frogs jump away from the light. Butterflies flutter away, their wings glowing a vibrant pink. A huge smile made its way to her face, she gave a low whisper. “I made it.”
((Hey, you want me to make a discord that way we can get active dialog between player characters and thing to be or organized?))
Bazel Rath wrote:
((Hey, you want me to make a discord that way we can get active dialog between player characters and thing to be or organized?))
Yeah, sure
((and here's the link https://discord.gg/z3NrWWu))