crashing waves (finnick odair)
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I thought this year would be the end of it all, but it was just the beginning.
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Losing everything to the Hunger Games leaves you stripped bare, inhuman and raw and feral in the most primal of ways. It is freeing to have nothing left to lose. The Capitol has made the mistake of thinking I value my life; they are wrong. I don't care to live. I haven't in quite some time.
I have one foot in the grave already.
There is nothing they can take from me. Perhaps that mindset will be my saving grace as I confront my destiny- the destiny I take into my hands and craft for myself. Death is only a new beginning, a sea of razor-sharp stones and crashing waves that I am ready to embrace.
In the end, we all live to die.
Finnick won't like it. He will blame himself as he watches me fight and bleed and fade. But he'll endure. He fears death too deeply to do anything but survive. He will have to look away as I confront my chaos.
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