Sugary things, and such

~ Aesop Bloom.

After a first day filled with chaos, all I wanted to do was get some sleep. But of course, when the time came to rest, sleep would not come to me, and so I lay still, letting my thoughts whiz around inside of my head. What was happening? I was doing dreadfully. At this rate, I would never be able to redeem myself and make my way to the top. Already I was seen as the weakling in the alliance. How could the boy with a score of 10 explain that?

The darkness was welcome, as it made me feel more at peace. I was accustomed to dark, from past experiences where the dark was my only friend. The faint memories of a happy, positive, carefree Aesop struggled to find their way to the front of my mind, unable to break through the barriers that had been put up in an attempt to keep the happiness out. So they sat there, niggling, waiting for an opportunity to be released. But that would not happen these Games.

Dawn approached, and before I knew it we were already on our feet, setting off for our next destination. We came to a forest and almost immediately the sweet smells of gingerbread and juicy plums hit me. They made me sick. This arena was so pretty and fluffy and sweet, and I hated every second of it. Are they trying to make my life a misery? Instead of dwell in my hatred for the place, I instead decided to take the anger out on a nearby tribute who had just entered the sweet-smelling forest. Determined to get my first kill, I lunged.

attacks learna_, bow&arrows
[dice=200+4000]

miss 0.0 :(