RE WRITING!!
As she tried to describe it, she realised no words were storing enough. Her dreams are filled with familiar shapes and ever-changing silhouettes. In time, they become majestic and a thing of beauty, and she can start anew on the ground...
Adella had been helping Raven with the radio. Octavia was missing and she offered to help but Bellamy said she was better off helping Raven with the radio, so she did but she couldn't stop worrying about her. She did put up a fight to go but Bellamy wasn't listening to her. He said she was safe helping Raven.
Raven was looking at the piece of metal that Finn made of a two headed deer. Adella was asked to look after camp as everyone else left.
"Did he make you another one?" Adella asked as she took the knife out of her mouth, turning to face her.
Raven turned to her and shook her head which made adella frown. "He made it for Clarke." Raven told her and Adella's eyes widen. "Apparently they had been screwing the whole time."
"Wait what?" Adella shook her head. "Your telling me Finn and Clarke?" Raven nodded her head as Adella scoffed. "How did you know?"
"Clarke told me." Raven shrugged her shoulders, on the verge of tears. Adella sighed as she rested her head on Raven's shoulder. "So, do you think it's a good time to tell my why you you and Clarke had a disagreement?" Raven changed the subject.
Adella chuckled as she cut a wire. "Like I said, Rave, it was a disagreement. Clarke is a good person." Adella nodded her head. She couldn't fault Clarke whatsoever. "We just didn't see eye to eye for a moment."
"Give me the details." Raven groaned, her eyes pleading with Adella. "What did you have a disagreement about?"
"You know Wells, Jahas son?" Adella asked her and Raven hummed. "He was murdered. We thought it was grounders at first but they found a knife where he died. A child killed him, using another persons knife she found. Clarke found out whose knife it was and shouted it out for everyone to hear." Adella recalled as Raven listened intently. "He didn't do it, obviously, because we was both stuck in a bunker because of this killer fog. I tried to tell her it wasn't him but she didn't listen." She started, her eyes focused on the radio in her hand.
"Clarke wanted to make a point that there should be rules. Everyone wanted to float him and they hung him. When the kid spoke out, they tried to save her, but she threw herself off of a damn cliff. Then, she exiled him because he was strung up for a murder he didn't commit." Adella continued.
