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Similar Fates of Loss [Yoya!Blitz] Jun 21, 2017 19:42:58 GMT -5

Post by Tom on Jun 21, 2017 19:42:58 GMT -5

Twila Einfallen

This was a normal day for her.

Traveling into town with her wallet in her pocket and eyes forward. People approach her with smiles and some with disapproving looks. Either way, she would help anyone and everyone, even if they disagreed on policies for all of District Six. Children run by like they usually do with innocence in their eyes and hearts upon their sleeves. Not a care in the world about anything. They didn't understand how frightening the world truly could be. Twila was once like them, unknowing and unreasonable. Now, she knew what loss felt like. Riordan Einfallen had perished to a crazy artist. There wasn't any way of bringing him back and she didn't want others to feel like she did. She didn't want them to lose hope in a world that can become so wonderful. Memories held the District together and they would create the perfect memory together by improving life.

As she approaches one of the shops, she recognizes a man. One that she hasn't met before, but one that she can recognize from features. A man who had lost just as much as she had. As she walks over with a blank face, unknowing of what to say to someone that had lost as much as her. There's a moment of silence, until she lets out a breath and finishes her approach. Words fall from her lips as she speaks. Kindness in her words, sorrow in her mind.

"Hello, Mr. Samuels. I'm Twila. Twila Einfallen. I just wanted to say, I'm sorry for your loss the games before. Jackson was a good kid. If there's anything I can do for you, I would love to know?"

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Similar Fates of Loss [Yoya!Blitz] Jun 21, 2017 20:10:59 GMT -5

Post by uwu on Jun 21, 2017 20:10:59 GMT -5

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The pain of loss never really fades away. Another games has gone and went, this time with far more people throwing away their lives for a small chance of glory. I can't believe it's been one year since that I've lost Jackson. All the sadness and anger had faded away for the most part, but there's still a hole in me, a whole that can never be filled again. Why can't you come back? I should have protected him. It was my fault he got reaped. I shake the thoughts out of my head. I know it wasn't my fault, but it still hurts nevertheless. It was my fault that I never got to know him better, but I still have 4 other children that I can get to know. If all else fails, I just need to mask everything. I can't focus on the past, just to learn from it, no matter how much it hurts.

I head into a tea shop to get something to try to calm my nerves. As I walk out, a figure approaches me "Hello, Mr. Samuels. I'm Twila. Twila Einfallen. I just wanted to say, I'm sorry for your loss the games before. Jackson was a good kid. If there's anything I can do for you, I would love to know?" I'm slightly taken aback that a mayor candidate would take her time to come talk to me. I hide my surprise with a warm smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am. One can only get so lucky. I'm sorry for your loss as well. There is one thing that I would love to change. If you could get the Hunger Games to end, that would be wonderful. I would hate for anymore family members and friends to be cruelly taken away from us."

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Similar Fates of Loss [Yoya!Blitz] Jun 21, 2017 20:52:25 GMT -5

Post by Tom on Jun 21, 2017 20:52:25 GMT -5

Twila Einfallen

Tea was a blessing for the restless. She could see the shop's name from the corner of her eyes. Tea was something that she had learned to use to calm herself when she had dreams about Riordan, who she thought of as her own son. Unfortunately, she hasn't been lucky enough to have kids of her own. No one could hold her down for long enough to have a life with. It came with who she was. A never ending twilight of misfortune and a wild spirit. With her job, she wouldn't have any time for a family. Nursing was a job that took so much time out of her life. Tea was a lifeline for her in multiple ways. It allowed her to wake up and to fall asleep. She could see it in Mr. Samuels' eyes. Loss never leaves the body. It's always lurking in a shadow, waiting to jump out and attack. His words sends a chill down her spine.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am. One can only get so lucky. I'm sorry for your loss as well. There is one thing that I would love to change. If you could get the Hunger Games to end, that would be wonderful. I would hate for anymore family members and friends to be cruelly taken away from us."

As much as she wished she could stop them, there was no stop to them. She was sure of this. If it could have been done, previous mayors would have done it years ago. All she could do was frown at his words that fall from his lips. A hand brushes through hair for a second in a quick manner of nerves. What do you say to a man who was mourning a piece of themselves? There was nothing she could say or do to pick him up. All she could do was speak the truth. No matter how bad the truth was.

"As much as I wish I could, I don't think it's possible. If it was, mayors before would have stopped it by now. All I can promise to you, Mr. Samuels, is comfort for the things we lose. Anything else, is impossible. I'm sorry. It's all I can give you."

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