Zorry picked her way through Bone Village, it was quiet and dark, she prayed to herself that her mother-
"Zoramati Hart! You get over here right now!"
Too late.
"Zoramati you're pushing your luck!"
Lights switched on in a few houses nearby, Zorry mumbled to herself under her breath, and crept towards her house with an angered mother waiting outside it, she was frowning, she had beautifull short shiny blonde hair and blue eyes, her lips were full and red, and she was tall and thin, if Zorry weren't so apprehensive she might have stopped, as on many occasions, to marvel at the difference between herself and her mother, Zorry herself had long dark brown/black hair, straight, and shiny, she had grey eyes, so pale they were almost white, they were often misty, and flashed like diamonds when she was nervous, or angry, they shone like the brightest stars when she was happy. She often clipped her hair up, and wore dark clothes, generally she was a subdued girl, whereas her mother was outgoing, she told Zorry that she took after her father, who had died when she was small, so Zorry never knew him properly.
"Zoramati Hart you get inside THIS MINUTE!"
Zorry ran over to her house and rushed inside, her mother slammed the door, more lights.
"Mum, before you say anything I-"
"Have to provide me with an explaination as to exactly WHY you didn't respect the rules!?"
"I got lost."
"Listen, Zorry, I wouldn't mind, usually, you know I'm a leaniant kind of mum, but we're going away tomorrow and-"
"I know mum, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry."
Her mother softened, "OK, get to sleep."
Zorry ran upstairs and into her bedroom, she changed into her nighty and turned off the light, picking up a torch. She nestled into her warm, soft bed and took out the materia orb, or was it materia? She'd never heard of a black-coloured materia before...She sighed at it, then got up and put it in her knapsack, then she slept again, a restless sleep filled with dreams, revelations, memories and nightmares.
Next day Zorry awoke to the sound of excavation, the daily dig for treasure, she ached all over, memories flashing through her mind, her mother bustled downstairs preparing food for a day of travel, she called up the stairs to Zorry "Get up Zorry! You can sleep on the way!"
So that was it, Zorry grabbed her knapsack, got dressed and ran downstairs, got on the coach and fell asleep, the journey was pretty much a dream from that point, changing vehicles and sleeping, but eventually she arrived somewhere, she'd explore tomorrow.
"Zoramati Hart! You get over here right now!"
Too late.
"Zoramati you're pushing your luck!"
Lights switched on in a few houses nearby, Zorry mumbled to herself under her breath, and crept towards her house with an angered mother waiting outside it, she was frowning, she had beautifull short shiny blonde hair and blue eyes, her lips were full and red, and she was tall and thin, if Zorry weren't so apprehensive she might have stopped, as on many occasions, to marvel at the difference between herself and her mother, Zorry herself had long dark brown/black hair, straight, and shiny, she had grey eyes, so pale they were almost white, they were often misty, and flashed like diamonds when she was nervous, or angry, they shone like the brightest stars when she was happy. She often clipped her hair up, and wore dark clothes, generally she was a subdued girl, whereas her mother was outgoing, she told Zorry that she took after her father, who had died when she was small, so Zorry never knew him properly.
"Zoramati Hart you get inside THIS MINUTE!"
Zorry ran over to her house and rushed inside, her mother slammed the door, more lights.
"Mum, before you say anything I-"
"Have to provide me with an explaination as to exactly WHY you didn't respect the rules!?"
"I got lost."
"Listen, Zorry, I wouldn't mind, usually, you know I'm a leaniant kind of mum, but we're going away tomorrow and-"
"I know mum, I didn't mean to, I'm sorry."
Her mother softened, "OK, get to sleep."
Zorry ran upstairs and into her bedroom, she changed into her nighty and turned off the light, picking up a torch. She nestled into her warm, soft bed and took out the materia orb, or was it materia? She'd never heard of a black-coloured materia before...She sighed at it, then got up and put it in her knapsack, then she slept again, a restless sleep filled with dreams, revelations, memories and nightmares.
Next day Zorry awoke to the sound of excavation, the daily dig for treasure, she ached all over, memories flashing through her mind, her mother bustled downstairs preparing food for a day of travel, she called up the stairs to Zorry "Get up Zorry! You can sleep on the way!"
So that was it, Zorry grabbed her knapsack, got dressed and ran downstairs, got on the coach and fell asleep, the journey was pretty much a dream from that point, changing vehicles and sleeping, but eventually she arrived somewhere, she'd explore tomorrow.