Gillenia,
I feel that I have gone mad. I do not recall what I have said to you in my last letter, but it is evident that you are upset. The days are blurring and all I remember is obeying orders and pressing buttons. But I have woken up today, confident of what I saw. I have been infused with night lock poison, which is why I have been so bitter, and Coriolanus stood there, watching me take the poison unwillingly, with an expressionless stare. I am in a feeble, decrepit state, struggling to remember my days in 12, and my days with you. I beg you, help me to recall who you were to me before I said the harsh words I did. Was I always a pet of the Capitol? This Flint you speak of...his name I recall slowly--didn't he love me in childhood? Does he still? What has become of him? Perhaps I can see him in 12, but I fear my master won't let me. There is no love in his frigid heart, is there? Are you safe and well?
With remorse,
Sable
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The Letters of Sable and Gillenia
FanfictionTaking place after the young Coriolanus becomes president of Panem, two best friends, Sable from District 12, and Gillenia from the forbidden and secret District 13, exchange letters about their lifestyles, the government, and conspiracies on how to...
