The swaying motion of the high speed train lulls me to sleep, my head resting in my brother's lap. Only now is it really sinking in that soon I will be facing my fellow citizens in a fight to the death. I can't believe what I let myself in for, but I had to. For Annie.
I dream of home. The soft, gold sands at the beach with tendrils of seaweed draped over the rocks, dotting the shoreline. Waves lapping over my feet, while boats are tied up at the marina. Fishermen with their lines cast out to sea, trying to make a living. District 4. My burning wish, to come back home.
My sleep is disturbed much to soon with the shrill voice of Emerald Dreezey piercing my eardrum. "Wake uppp, we are here!" I rub my eyes, trying to get the sleep out of them. The sun is only just setting. It took less than a day to reach the Capitol.
The dazzling, shiny buildings look as if they are rising up out of the ground as the train moves closer and closer to the centre of the gleaming city. My eyes are drawn towards everything. The cleanliness and hustle and bustle. Finnick just looks bored, although in his case, trips to the Capitol are more often than not.
Finally, the train rolls into the station. I peer out the small porthole-like window and the sea of bizarre faces, crowding the platform. The Capitol people are dressed like they are going to a carnival. Vibrant colours, extravangant materials and strange patterns adorn their odd clothing and more makeup is plastered over their excited faces. I even spot a man sporting scaly skin, like a fish. All this and more in the country where the district people slave away for these shallow-minded people take everything for granted.
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Fair Fight
FanfictionEmma Odair-73rd Hunger Games Emma Odair has it lucky, a life with her brother in the Victor's Village with a roof over her head and meals to eat, but it all changes when the day of her first Reaping comes around. Will she ever return home to Distri...
