ᥫ᭡ ʚ⋆ 𝜗𝜚 ⋆ɞ ᥫ᭡ Lidia Beaumont is just fourteen years old when she is reaped for the 73rd annual Hunger Games. She came from District Eight, where the looms never stopped, and silence was easier than concern. Her days were spent in a lace factory beside her mother, stitching delicate patterns with trembling fingers and a distant gaze. People whispered about her-said she was odd, unstable, prone to long silences and sudden shifts. One moment calm, the next unreadable. Her moods flickered like faulty lights, but no one paid it much attention. Not in a district where survival came first. In the arena, Lidia unraveled. She slipped into dissociation so deep, the Games stopped feeling real. The screams, the blood, the killings-it all blurred into a strange, dreamlike state. To her, it was a game. One where nothing truly mattered. She killed without thinking, without meaning to, as if she was moving on autopilot. There was no plan, no emotion, just instinct and confusion. And a Capitol audience that couldn't look away from the girl with the blank stare and the blood-stained hands. STARTED: 11/04/25 ENDED: - [ pre-the hunger games to post-mockingjay ]

❝ History always repeats itself, no matter how hard you try to avoid it ❞ [Willow Mellark x Male Oc] Started: 27/11/2023 Published: 28/03/2025 Completed: -/-/- © 2023-2025- 1-800-GRLALMIGHTY