I am Emnjundi Jacqueline Longton (call me Jackie), and this is my story.
I live in the utopia of Colorum, or perhaps it is the dystopia of Colorum. Utopia is certainly what our world appears to be. We all have our jobs, our lifestyles. When we change, we can change our surroundings if we wish. Everyone is happy, except for those who are misfits. Those who don’t get along with our law. No one knows what happens to them, just that they get removed. To where? No one knows. To people in Hyacinthum, all that matters is gathering our Productum- medicine, and herbs.
Each Regio has a Productum. Viridi for food, wood, Rubrum for recreational objects (including stationary), Flavo creates art, fabrics, clothes, that sort of stuff. Ostrinus has glass and …show more content…
Not on any map, but that is fine. Hyacinthum is a small village, not too big. Smallest Regio, actually. I live by myself, as people in Colorum can choose what Regio they want to live in at age eight. My parents live in Flavo, along with my twin brother, Jasper Longton. (He didn’t have a bizarre name. Lucky little Jasper). He was an artist, a sculptor. I was a poet, a writer (obviously), and that’s why I came to Hyacinthum. There is so much peace here. No loud crowds. Just the clouds and the lake, carrying me to Tomorrow, where it is just me, paper, bird feather, and …show more content…
I like this place, actually. You know, my second choice was here, but Hyacinthum was the underdog in population, so I went there to help it grow and prosper,” I say, my mind wandering. Ostrinus has always been reserved, secretive. I don’t know anyone from it, except those placed in our Education Group, and I didn’t even know them well. Who would we get? Please someone new! We had Sharley last year, and if I had to stand one more day pretending to be fi killed me. I don’t say anything, but I honestly didn’t like her. I still don’t like her, at all. In fact, I hate her. I loathe her, I despise
I live in the utopia of Colorum, or perhaps it is the dystopia of Colorum. Utopia is certainly what our world appears to be. We all have our jobs, our lifestyles. When we change, we can change our surroundings if we wish. Everyone is happy, except for those who are misfits. Those who don’t get along with our law. No one knows what happens to them, just that they get removed. To where? No one knows. To people in Hyacinthum, all that matters is gathering our Productum- medicine, and herbs.
Each Regio has a Productum. Viridi for food, wood, Rubrum for recreational objects (including stationary), Flavo creates art, fabrics, clothes, that sort of stuff. Ostrinus has glass and …show more content…
Not on any map, but that is fine. Hyacinthum is a small village, not too big. Smallest Regio, actually. I live by myself, as people in Colorum can choose what Regio they want to live in at age eight. My parents live in Flavo, along with my twin brother, Jasper Longton. (He didn’t have a bizarre name. Lucky little Jasper). He was an artist, a sculptor. I was a poet, a writer (obviously), and that’s why I came to Hyacinthum. There is so much peace here. No loud crowds. Just the clouds and the lake, carrying me to Tomorrow, where it is just me, paper, bird feather, and …show more content…
I like this place, actually. You know, my second choice was here, but Hyacinthum was the underdog in population, so I went there to help it grow and prosper,” I say, my mind wandering. Ostrinus has always been reserved, secretive. I don’t know anyone from it, except those placed in our Education Group, and I didn’t even know them well. Who would we get? Please someone new! We had Sharley last year, and if I had to stand one more day pretending to be fi killed me. I don’t say anything, but I honestly didn’t like her. I still don’t like her, at all. In fact, I hate her. I loathe her, I despise