Strategically placed almost midway between the annual Games, it is the Capitol's way of keeping the horror fresh and immediate. But the Victory Tour makes that impossible. Pretend they were nothing but a bad dream. If it were up to me, I would try to forget the Hunger Games entirely. My stylist and friend, Cinna, who designed the gorgeous outfits that first made the audience take notice of me in the Hunger Games. A prep team to beautify me for public appearances. A staff to cater to my every need on the long train trip. I wonder if Effie will still be wearing that silly pink wig, or if she'll be sporting some other unnatural color especially for the Victory Tour. The reporters, the camera crews, even Effie Trinket, my old escort, will have made their way to District 12 from the Capitol. I can only watch helplessly as it drags me into a day that I've been dreading for months.īy noon they will all be at my new house in the Victor's Village. But instead I sit, as motionless as the rock beneath me, while the dawn begins to lighten the woods. I should get up, move around, and work the stiffness from my limbs. ![]() If a pack of wild dogs were to appear at this moment, the odds of scaling a tree before they attacked are not in my favor. ![]() My muscles are clenched tight against the cold. ![]() I clasp the flask between my hands even though the warmth from the tea has long since leached into the frozen air.
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