In the beginning, there were ten of us. Now, there are five. Our job is not light, and we do not take it lightly.
My name's Fletcher. I'm #7 - thank God they gave us names. I don't know that there's much to say about me. 10, 9, and 8 are all dead, so I'm last in command now and always will be.
#6 is Avalon. She's probably the brightest of all of us - not in intellect, but in behavior. always smiling and laughing and cheering us all up with her antics. She's got hair like sunshine and eyes nearly the same color, like light going through a glass of whiskey. Her weapon of choice? Acorns. She's got these little glass acorns that she makes herself, swirled with gorgeous colored patterns, and when she throws them they explode and stuff happens. I think it involves magic of some sort. Avalon would do that.
#5 is Roman. Even though we were told not to form close relationships with each other, how could we not? We're all we know, and Roman's my best friend. He has brown hair streaked with dark red that he always keeps cut short, but with this long, thin braid in the back, like he's some sort of jedi. He always has been one for those epic stories. He's quite focused and an excellent fighter. When he unsheaths his sword, you better run. He's a bit of a prankster, though. He and Avalon are always trying to mess us up.
#4 is Lyra. She's short, with dark hair, tan skin, and luminous blue eyes. She's fast and moves like a bird. She can sing like one, too, on nights when we're sitting around the fire and Roman feels like playing his little flutey instrument thing. She usually doesn't talk much - she's the kind of person who's eternally thoughtful and deep. In battle, she whirls around with her curved twin blades, like a little tornado.
Then there's Vu. #2. When Z died, she took over. She was obligated to, being second in command, but it worked - she's the kind of person you want to follow. Capable and strong, her brow is nearly always furrowed into a calculating gaze. She's of medium height - taller than Lyra but shorter than me, and she has short white hair. Her green eyes are always fierce. She's agile and well-muscled, but still thin. Her voice is hard and sharp. Everything about her puts you in your place, makes you want to please her, but she's still good to us and considers us to be her equals.
So that's us. The Starlighters.
#4 is Lyra. She's short, with dark hair, tan skin, and luminous blue eyes. She's fast and moves like a bird. She can sing like one, too, on nights when we're sitting around the fire and Roman feels like playing his little flutey instrument thing. She usually doesn't talk much - she's the kind of person who's eternally thoughtful and deep. In battle, she whirls around with her curved twin blades, like a little tornado.
Then there's Vu. #2. When Z died, she took over. She was obligated to, being second in command, but it worked - she's the kind of person you want to follow. Capable and strong, her brow is nearly always furrowed into a calculating gaze. She's of medium height - taller than Lyra but shorter than me, and she has short white hair. Her green eyes are always fierce. She's agile and well-muscled, but still thin. Her voice is hard and sharp. Everything about her puts you in your place, makes you want to please her, but she's still good to us and considers us to be her equals.
So that's us. The Starlighters.
No comments:
Post a Comment