They won. They played everyone - Panem, the Capitol and the rules. They battled death together and came out as victors.
...And really thought that everything would change. But Lucy Gray, who many years ago believed in Coriolanus's promises and agree...
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What is she doing here.
What the hell is going on.
Why is everyone having fun.
When it is time for them to go home.
Those exact thoughts filled Lucy Gray's head when from the noise and ringing in her ears, she was ready to throw herself straight from the balcony on which they were now standing, even before the sounds of the approach of the first carriage were heard.
She truly didn't wish for this day to come, not that it would happen so soon after her husband's appointment as president. But three months flew by as quickly as seagulls over a windswept sea, and now she and her whole family are standing on the highest layer of tribunes of the Capitol Square, with the laughter and contemptuous chuckles of the multi-colored crowd below as a background decoration. These people were eager to see a true spectacle.
The so-called "Tribute Parade" was invented by Coriolanus himself, to make the Hunger Games even more appealing to the mass audience, as they loved decorum with masses of glitter - it was not only about the Capitol, but also about Panem as a whole, because equipment, especially televisions, began to be imported there. Along with the introduction of the parade, the family behavior at the Hunger Games had also changed.
Previously, the Snows simply locked their house and Lucy Gray stayed home with the children, not turning on the disgustingly hissing TV for several days, trying to distract herself and the kids by anything, but trying not to pay attention to the Games.
"And such a parade is an opportunity to show children the greatness of the Capitol and not tell them about the other side. Can you please understand me, okay?" This is exactly what Lucy Gray was told by Coryo yesterday, when he dropped the bomb on her that he will be taking their little ones to this disgusting ceremony. But Lucy Gray was still uneasy, even when he was by her side.
These children, these teenagers, were still stuck in the stinking train, smelling of hay and dried out blood - only it had been doused with gold paint, and on the sides, the "generous" people of the Capitol had planted flowers, with a sickeningly cloying and never natural smell. They were put on those rides to meet their death - the beautiful carriages strewn with petals were their coffins on wheels, and the pretty suits made by Tigris were their funeral clothes.
Ah, the Capitol has truly evolved! Now, in addition to locking people in the zoo for the amusement of their relatives and friends, they will now also cackle at the top of their lungs at these innocent children, as if mockingly throwing flowers at their feet, the stems of which will be crushed with a crunch in exactly a second.
Now, it was time. Before even a bit of a carriage could show up, Lucy Gray gulped, looking at how Coryo, towering over the whole Capitol, picked up a white handkerchief and looking it at with a blank face, held it up for a couple of seconds, before letting it go, without a sound from his part.
