Cimmerian ~ Adjective|Meaning;
Very dark; gloomy~In life, you got the ups and downs, left to right, with some curves and bumps here and there.
In stories like this, You'd expect there to be a happy start to everyone's life stories. Happy parents, happy kids, happy moments.
For Ravenna, it had gone in a straight line down.
She has never lived a life where a family was always there for her or around. Then again she never knew her family, nor could she put a face to them.
If you read already, you would have guessed she wouldn't be normal for that matter, everyone is not perfect or normal in the life of the living. So really, what is normal?
Her choices were chosen for her at a young age, and she continues to live with them to this day; survive or be killed. That's always been the only choice she's ever had since she could remember. A choice you're either going to die or live for.
Tho she took every day one step at a time, she cared about herself and nobody else. Trust in others will never cross her mind. Maybe, if it was earned...
She lays caged in a jail cell reeking of horrendous smells, a prison-like room pitch black with no light showing but the one coming from underneath the steel-like door across the room.
There are other people there in the room but each one is in an individual cell with thick brick walls separating each one apart.
She doesn't bother talking to any of the people. She could care less about them and what they want; if they were trying to be her friend or if they wanted to live.
She's not shy, so making a physical statement was never a problem for her. But she is also one of those people that wouldn't have a problem not caring for the living, and the non-living things like love, compassion, and other emotional feelings. There were too many moments in her life when she cared for something or someone that had almost gotten her killed or just never lasted as much as she wanted them to. And that was a life lesson learned that she will always remember.
It's one of the many things she's known besides fighting all her life.
With everything she knows about herself, she happened to have those moments where she never knew herself at all, being a mystery to herself and others. She has long white hair that reaches just above her butt that always looked like a rat's nest. Nevertheless, her physical appearance was covered by filth.
Her skin color is an olive creamy tan color that isn't very dark but not light either. Her height of 5'10, skinny from the little lack of food she consumes on a daily, with long legs and torso. With great arched eyebrows with angelic eyes, pure pitch black covered the wholeness of her open eyes with long lashes, a button nose, and plump full lips.
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The Beast Alpha Weapon
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