#flawed inside

“They say the sky used to look the prettiest in the Dust, But now all of the stars are gone- leaving the light to reflect off of the dust in the air”

This was fun c:

       She looked up at the sky, the dark yet bright colours danced back at her. As the wind whipped through her hair she feels the familiar warmth in her chest. 

        Not again. She thinks, letting a few tears out while her chest started burning. A sudden gush of what felt like fire pushed her back almost to the point of falling.

       I see him running through the sand, a large smile on his face as he holds up a small bag of supplies salvaged from the Province, DeOnghi. I lift up one of the children and wave at him.

     My mouth moves and I feel the breath of words come out but its like I’m underwater. His name is a mystery and I can only see a faint blur of his face, but I’m in love with him. I feel my love for him.

       A cold rush of air and she’s pulled out of the vision. There’s a hiss of more air before another burst of heat brings her back in, this time in a different place. 

     I was looking in the mirror an a dusty bathroom. The walls were made of a cool green steel and the sink was a soothing light rose colour. My face is not my own. Instead of my eyes I see blue almond shaped ones. Instead of my scarred lips I see soft yet chapped ones. My hair is not my own.     

      My name is Sarah. I think, but it’s not me thinking. I like cooking and teaching the children, I like mending armor and dancing with my husband. I love my husband. I love- The name was muffled again,    but as I see the silhouette of a figure walk up to me I see his features perfectly.