Punishment for a girl named Yuna [Destiny Island:: Closed]
Yuna stood in front of the mirror now dressed in clean blood free clothes. They were her usual attire but with so much changing in around her and inside her the outside need to change too. The fact that the skirt she was known to wear was in her room splattered with blood and she now wore shorts might cause an up the islanders to talk. She reclasped her necklace and went down stairs to check on her guests.
The cold wood felt good against her bare feet. Yuna cracked open the door to the small room that contained a scruffy worn man and a small child with many bandages. Both were asleep and both unwanted here on her island, not by her by everyone who held to the traditions as if was the umbilical cord of life. Yuna quietly closed the door behind her.
Yuna heard a small knock at the door. When she opened it to her surprise a small boy stood there with a note in his hand.
“Miss Yuna? This is for you.” He hand Yuna the small note and quickly ran off. Yuna followed the boy with a confused look on her face. When she looked at the note she held in her hand and saw the seal on it she knew that meant only one thing, the council was meet and she was to attend.
Yuna lased up the blue boot she found in a box of her mother’s old things she let out a small sigh. With one last look at the 2 sleeping outcasts. Yuna began the path that lead to the meeting place of the council the sun setting behind her.
12 men sat at a long rectangle table. When Yuna entered she was invited to take a seat at the only chair not occupied, a single chair place in front of the council. Now all the things left unsaid by the councilmen would be said and punishment would be issued.
The cold wood felt good against her bare feet. Yuna cracked open the door to the small room that contained a scruffy worn man and a small child with many bandages. Both were asleep and both unwanted here on her island, not by her by everyone who held to the traditions as if was the umbilical cord of life. Yuna quietly closed the door behind her.
Yuna heard a small knock at the door. When she opened it to her surprise a small boy stood there with a note in his hand.
“Miss Yuna? This is for you.” He hand Yuna the small note and quickly ran off. Yuna followed the boy with a confused look on her face. When she looked at the note she held in her hand and saw the seal on it she knew that meant only one thing, the council was meet and she was to attend.
Yuna lased up the blue boot she found in a box of her mother’s old things she let out a small sigh. With one last look at the 2 sleeping outcasts. Yuna began the path that lead to the meeting place of the council the sun setting behind her.
12 men sat at a long rectangle table. When Yuna entered she was invited to take a seat at the only chair not occupied, a single chair place in front of the council. Now all the things left unsaid by the councilmen would be said and punishment would be issued.