Chatterbox: Inkwell

This is a single write.  I got the idea while drawing a sword.  Random, I know, but it sparked the idea for "The Sword of Angorn."  Here is the first installment. I'd love comments, suggestions or tips.  Many imaginations are better than one!

Coal Maiden, or Scruff Face, is what I answer to at work.   At home, Mum calls me Jayda, Jay-Jay or J-Jewel.  She likes to switch the nick-names a lot.  Those are just the current ones.

Anyway, I live in the Angorian town of Coffnai.  We are just barely in Angorn, and no-one really cares about us.  I'm Jayda, as you've probably already figured out.  I spend my days cleaning houses to help Mum with all the money issues.  Coffnai is known for high prices at its tiny market.  We can hardly afford the basic necessities.  I spend my nights sleeping, or dreaming about escaping this  dump.  Mum is the only thing that keeps me here, since at fifteen I could find work probably anywhere else.  I've often asked her why she stays.  She says it is the last remnant of my dead papa she has.  I've no idea why.  His body was blown up, and we couldn't even buy him a grave.  This house was abandoned on the city outskirts.  We fixed it up as much as possible and moved in.  Mum never talks about how she brings the money home, and I never ask.  Without it, we couldn't survive.