𝑶𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆. °•▪︎°•.°•▪︎.°• ☆ In the smog breath sky of District 8, Edith Scotch had dreamt of seeing stars ever since she was little. But the most she ever glimpsed was a dull wink of the moon dozing in it's hazy blanket of sulken ash. But it wasn't all bad. It gave her hope. ʜᴏᴘᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀ. ʜᴏᴘᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ꜰᴀɪʀ ʀᴜʟᴇʀ. ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ꜱᴛᴀʀ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ꜱᴋʏ ᴛᴏ ɢʀᴀɴᴛ ʜᴇʀ ꜰɪɴᴀʟ ᴡɪꜱʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ. And when that fateful day finally arose, she was granted so much more. But such fairytale wishes come with prices, and Edith's was destined to be paid in blood. ╔═══ ☆▪︎•°▪︎•°. ════════╗ 《 FINNICK ODAIR X OC 《 Pre Hunger Games ~ Mockingjay. ╚════════ .°•▪︎°•▪︎☆ ═══╝ 🧷 .ₗₑₙₜᵢₗₛₒᵤₚₚ₂₃.

Hidden beneath masks and glamours too intricate to unravel, the Sterling Nightingale's self bestowed mission is to smuggle prisoners out of the Capitol to District 13, much to President Snow's fury. He hunts the spy endlessly, only to be continuously outwitted. The reason? He is not looking in the right places. Silver Lamprey Cornelius is not your standard Victor, after all. Finnick has always seen Sil as a brainless fop with nothing but air floating around in her head. For a fellow Victor, she certainly doesn't act the part. He's never given her the time of day, until his fate gets entwined with hers and their President seems to think that it would be a good idea to change all of that. Almost overnight, Finnick and Sil go from being complete strangers to being wildly in love. Of course Finnick doesn't actually love her. He could never fall for an idiot like her... ...until he does, and suddenly he realizes that Silver Lamprey Cornelius is not the woman he always saw her as. She is so much more. Fate is a strange mistress, and it seems that he is about to be swept up in its storm. Finnick/OC pairing. Scarlet Pimpernel inspired.