I\'m a fish out of water with my head always in the clouds. Lost in my own little (big) world I\'m easily distracted or should I rather say inspired...?
If you guve me a pen I will write you a poem, if you give me a multi language dictionary I will give you a whole new language. Give me a book to read and I\'ll throw myself in it!
I\'m not normal... I might not even be consodered \'sane\', but I\'m proud to say I am perfectly \'ME\'.
Aurora was born in a chaos, when Star Fire devastated her ship as it made its return to the station; they thought it was the end of the line for them after centuries of traversing the stars in hopes to find a new home...
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She inched closer, trying to stay as low as possible to show that she was no threat, the boy, from what she guessed, was hidden under layers of cloth covering his face.
She bit her lip as she inspected the trap that had snapped closed around his foot, teeth digging into his flesh... He tried to push himself off the ground and away from her only to fail, grunting in pain, but no other sound made it across his tongue.
She knelt down ignoring his glaring warnings to stay away from him...
She was focused on the the mechanism of the trap more so than her surrounding when something cold and sharp graced the back of her neck.
"Var ki dars?" His voice thick and rich as the earth she stood on. Her mind racing to understand what he was saying, the words sounding oddly familiar... Like a long forgotten memory...
She felt the cold steel of the knife leave her neck only to be spun around roughly and pushed to the ground the knife tip tipped into the vein at her neck... drawing blood.
"Var ki dars?" She stood up breathing with fright, but her mind was at a loss as she stared at his rich golden eyes, his perfectly earthly tanned skin and midnight black hair... she hadn't expected the natives to look... so... human?
"I asked, who are you?" He suddenly spoke in English, his accent thick and enchanting; he saw her eyes grow lifeless, her breathing coming in fast short bursts...