A Mockingjay Scourged

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❝ To most of Panem's citizens, someone's eighteenth birthday is the only one worth celebrating . To Adora, it was just the same as any other age. No different, and especially no better. What was there to celebrate when the games found its way around the sun every year?

The 74th Hunger Games justifies her pessimism in the only way it can. A loved one is chosen, and there's nothing she can do to save them.

That night, when District Eleven's deadly problems finally boil over, Adora sits at the center of the conflict.

The Peacekeeper Commander is dead, and she is to blame.

With blood fresh on her hands she awaits an execution, be it public and quick or private and tortuously slow.

But instead, she gets a visitor. The face of all her grievances walks into her prison smelling of death. He demands that she repay her crimes, and the cost is high. But nothing she hasn't payed before.

Either way she cannot refuse, and it seems she must endure a different kind of reaping.

One that she herself has sown...❞

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