☀ amelina fournié ❆ 1 ☀

[attr="class","shadow"]Amelina Fournié

Life is nothing more than an intricate game, a maze full of twists and turns and dead ends. Some people are rewarded for beating a level, others are annihilated for not playing properly. She is not one of the masses who plays in a daze, drifting through the endless maze of life like a brain dead sheep in a herd. Most people sit aimlessly in the maze, watching their lives go by while they are stuck in a dead end.

This girl is not like that. Every moment is a twist or turn for her, trying to live on the edge, waiting, watching for her moment to win. Every moment for her is filled with rushes of adrenaline, living for when life is speed up, for that thrill.

Sometimes you can catch her excitement to play in her sly grin, in her glittering green eyes that are inspecting every movement you make, in her sharp, sudden movements that tell you that she is always ready to beat someone else in this competitive game.

Every day her knife is in one hand, slicing through figurine after figurine, training, training, training. Always training. Her determination to win overwhelms her. In her subconscious mind she knows the chances of her being reaped are astronomically low, but her mind is consumed by propaganda on TV. She knows that one day she will be traveling the districts on her victory tour, one day she will be standing besides Justice Fray and Opal Earnest to mentor, one day she will.

Her parents don't worry about the long hours she spends slashing away at the training center. Instead, they encourage it, telling her every day that they are proud to be the parents of a victor. Do whatever it takes, they say, wanting their daughter to grow up surrounded in their long lost dreams. They were going to volunteer, but ended up not, because of love. So they drill into her mind that stories and movies are all just fantasies. They teach her love isn't real.

They teach her how to manipulate instead, make those think that her heart isn't as cold as they made it. They taught her how to make others like her, with her words or when that doesn't work, her charm. Her father taught her how to act calm, cool, collected at all moments. Her mother taught her how to bat her long eyelashes, how to wink one sparkling green eye, how to flip her long blonde hair in just the right way.

Amelina eats it up, learning. She does not question nor contradict her puppet masters. She does not try to snip the strings they tie tightly around her to make her nerves unable to reach her brain to teach her to understand the damage they are causing her.

She cannot comprehend the screams of torment she hears emanating from her screen. They're games. Its fun. That's what her parents told her when she was little, questioning them. Her questions have ceased now, knowing the answer, not caring whether it is true or not. Life's a game to be won, and that's all it is. You need to take risks to win, and this is just another one of the risks to take to win.