teach me to be more adaptive

crown princess linnet ailene brana sile of hinterland. 22. displaced. lost. afraid.

[andlinnetbird-blog]

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Who: Avianna Brooks & Anyone.  When: Friday, September 1st, 2028. 2:20pm. Where: Campus main entrance. 

Avianna took a moment to double count the crisp Genovian currency before handing it to the taxi driver, unused to the look of the foreign notes. It was thrilling to be in a different country with its old cobblestoned streets, low buildings, and rolling green landscape. It felt as though Avianna had fallen into an illustration in a children’s fairytale picture book, and she couldn’t help glancing around as she waved at the driver to stay seated and pulled her own bags out of the trunk. “Thanks!” She said, shouldering her backpack and kicking her suitcase so she could drag it behind her. 

Glancing down at her phone, she scrolled through her emails for her dorm information and began walking. “Hey, sorry, you don’t know if there’s a welcoming committee or something around here, do you?” She asked a nearby student, hoping someone might be able to give her directions. 

Linnet had arrived on campus early in the day, and after getting everything at least into her room (unpacking would be saved for later), had found a moment to step outside. She enjoyed autumn in Genovia, even if her heart ached for her homeland. Still, she had picked a well worn book out of one of the boxes, and was intent on finding a quiet place to read for a bit, before attempting to find her sister. 

Setting on her way, she didn’t expect to be addressed, and turning, she looked the other girl over. She was a new face, with a clear American accent, and a shaken Linnet had to remind herself that the next weeks would be full of new students coming to the university. “There is one, though I suspect they’re rather busy today. Is there a particular building you’re looking for?” Her mother would have encouraged her to help the stranger, and if she was at the university she couldn’t be a true threat. 

[andlinnetbird-blog]

her royal highness, the crown princess linnet ailene brana sile

- 22, senior - double majoring in literature and music, vocal performance (soprano) - heir to the throne of hinterland

big cardigans, old sheet music, pencils in her hair. an innate fear of the future. grasping at memories, lest they disappear.

linnet - a song bird ailene - noble, light brana - ‘beauty with hair as dark as a raven’ sile - pure and musical

Linnet is no stranger to conflict and strife. Though her parents were fair rulers in the small Kingdom of Hinterland, strife eventually came, and with it, a harsh violence. Her mother, a serving queen to her people, was killed while volunteering, and Linnet and her younger sister were almost immediately sent to safety in Genovia, far away from the only home they had ever known. Eight years later, Linnet struggles - to live her life in a way that would make her mother proud, to ensure the safety of herself and her sister, and to prepare for a crown she is terrified to take. 

In her final year of school, her future is very much a haze that she can’t seem to get through. She hasn’t seen home, or her father, in eight long years, and still struggles to form an explanation on what exactly is happening. Still, she goes on, blindly into her last days of promised safety.