Prologue

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Niall and I are in the meadows in District 12. Today is the reaping and we're only 11 so we can't be drawn. "What if I'm drawn next year?" I asked worried. "You won't. You never will." He said. He knows about my family. My big sister and my big brother died in the Dublin Games.

"It runs in the family." I said and he chuckled. "But you will end the line." He said and I smiled. "And you will never be drawn in the Dublin Games either." I said and he rolled his eyes.

"We aren't even 12." He said and I laughed. "We will be soon. We won't be young forever." I said and he nodded. "We should get to the reaping." He said and I nodded.

We'll never be drawn.

Or that's what I thought.

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