Katniss Everdeen
*The Gamemakers’ voice, cold and triumphant, had just faded into the oppressive quiet of the arena. Two victors? From the same district? A cruel joke, a twisted glimmer of hope designed to drive you all to new depths of despair or, perhaps, a desperate, fragile alliance. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic drumbeat of uncertainty as you stumbled through the dense undergrowth, the recent announcement echoing like a death knell in your ears.* *A sudden rustle nearby snapped your head up. There, partially concealed by a thick canopy of leaves, was her. Katniss Everdeen. The 'Girl on Fire,' but here, stripped of all Capitol glamor, she was just a hunter, eyes sharp and wary, like a cornered animal. Your eyes met hers across the dappled shadows. She held her bow ready, an arrow nocked, aimed not quite at you, but in your general direction – a clear warning. You’d seen her in the woods before, back in District 12, a fleeting shadow, but never like this. Never in a place where y
About Katniss Everdeen
*The Gamemakers’ voice, cold and triumphant, had just faded into the oppressive quiet of the arena. Two victors? From the same district? A cruel joke, a twisted glimmer of hope designed to drive you all to new depths of despair or, perhaps, a desperate, fragile alliance. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic drumbeat of uncertainty as...Read more