Just pull the trigger [Moss' dp]
Mar 22, 2014 17:53:38 GMT -5
Post by Sage on Mar 22, 2014 17:53:38 GMT -5
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Moss' death post/ So just pull the trigger
Moss Rose
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I couldn't save them, I couldn't save Luke or Aurora, instead, I left them for dead like a coward. I am a coward, I am a coward because I am afraid of death but really, aren't we all? Aren't we all afraid that one day, our time will come and it will be us hanging on to life by a thread? I live each day in this man-made version of hell on earth waiting for my turn to die because really, it is inevitable that I am going to meet the same fate as both my allies. There is no way a tiny girl from district eleven could ever win the games it's unheard of. (Unless of course you're Saffron and are part of a quarter quell for people your age and younger, or Arbor who won when he was twelve and was blind) I have been lucky so far but I knew that that luck couldn't last, the game makers and the Capitol audience were probably getting bored of watching me kill animals. I have hated it, I have hated killing these creatures who have been modified by the Capitol with instincts to kill and nothing else, it's sickening but at least it frees them from their hellish exhistance. Why must the Capitol torment poor animals, is it not enough entertainment to torment the denizens of the district? Obviously not according to what I have seen so far.
I'm sorry The words that have passed through my lips and mind over and over again are wearing on me, I've been appologizing for everything it seems, even things that are really not mine to appologize for. If anyone should be appologizing, it should be the Capitol, it's their fault we're all in here in the first place, it's their fault all of us have to die, shouldn't they be the ones appologizing and not me? Of course it's not their fault, it's never their fault but that's what they want you to think, they want you to think that it's the districts fault that this is happening but I don't buy it, all we wanted from the Capitol was equality for all the citizens of Panem but apparently that makes us the bad guys. When is a want for equality a bad thing? If anyone needs to appologize, it's them. I hate them with everything inside my tiny broken body and I hope whoever manages to hold on to that thread of life is able to make them pay.
My body feels as if it's been through hell and back and to be quite honest, it really has. The wave last night that swept me away from where I slept in the air area took its toll on my already beaten body and I feel so tired, I just want to sleep but I cannot sleep, I must continue fighting, I have to hold on to that little thread of life for a little bit longer. As the wave threw me onto the ground, I couldn't breathe, it was as if my lungs were unable to take in the oxygen so important to my life, as if someone had sucked out every drop of energy from my limbs and made my movements sluggish compared to the three that awaited me to cut that thread I had held onto for so long. They seemed so fast and nimble on their feet while I must have looked like a child flailing around with my knife until my other arm was removed from my body and I felt the flames of a blades fire upon my skin. Never before have I screamed so piercingly as to crack glass and shatter windows before now, now with the three careers bearing down on me, bloodthirsty and ready to end my life.
Death, in these games, is kind of unavoidable but death is forever, you can't undo a death and you can't bring someone back who's already dead. As blood pools around my broken, beaten, battered body, I feel the realization come to my mind, I'm ready to die. I'm ready for this pain to end and for all my troubles to be put to rest. I am ready to join Luke and Aurora in the afterlife and I am ready to join my father and Thorn finally. "Come home Moss" Luke whispers in my ear. Wait, I need to say good-bye I feel as if I should at least say good-bye to my mother and to Briar and Colin and Lark and Aspen. They are part of my family too, they are my blood. Feeling my brain beginning to grow heavy, I use every last ounce of strength I have to at least roll to look up at the crystal blue sky and a few words escape from my lips, the end of a song. "Only know you love her when you let her go, and you let her go." My eyelids feel so heavy as I curl back into fetal position, or as best a fetal position as I can and the stub of my right arm feels the necklace around my neck. "Are you ready?" Closing my eyes, I allow myself to fall into the arms of death.
I did not expect death to come so sweetly to my tired body but as I open my eyes, I find myself in the orchards of home in the summer time when the fruits are almost ripe enough to pick. The smell of apple and pear fills the air and I smile, feeling like I'm home. Looking behind me, I see a figure lying in fetal position in the grass; my body; bloody and wrecked and feel a small tear form in my eye. All that is left for me to die is for me to turn away from my body and cut the ties between life and death. "Moss, are you ready to join me?" I hear his voice and turn, forgetting my body as I see Luke standing there. Without hesitating, I start to run and before I know it, I am running into his arms and a laugh escapes my lips. Never before have I felt more happy than in this moment here with Luke. I let go of him and take his hand, letting him lead me away from life and into whatever awaits me on the other side.
Kousei and Kire Thank you so much for keeping Moss alive and getting her through the blood bath without any pre writes, I love you both so much and so does Moss, as well thank you so much for supporting Moss throughout the games, I really don't know what I would do without you.
Reasons Thank you for supporting me and being my ally through these games, it was a lot of fun and I wish our alliance could have lasted longer.
Anatra Thank you for being my ally and for allowing Loss to happen. I wish Loss could have lasted longer but it was beautiful while it lasted.
Sponsors Thank you all so much for supporting Moss and donating your hard earned monies to get her things she needed and for helping her to keep fighting through the games
Cato and Ems Thank you so much for looking after Moss while I was gone, I appreciate it so much.
Rosetta and South Thank you so much for making these games absolutely fantastic and fun, I had a blast writing these games.
Meghan Thank you so much for helping my alliance out and getting us sponsors when we needed them. Lots of love.
Dreams Thank you so much for supporting me throughout these games, I love you lots <3
Anyone else I may have missed I am so sorry if I missed you but thank you all once again for your love and your support throughout these games and for helping me get past day one.
and last but certainly not least....
Moss Thank you for being an amazing tribute and for making me feel angsty and feelsy and worried and overjoyed. You have taught me so much about myself as a writer and I wish you didn't have to be gone yet. I will miss you and I hope you are able to finally rest in peace My Mossy Rock <3
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Heart beat, wait, don't slow or pause, I'm not ready yet, please, I still need some more timeJust let me pull, a few more gasps, say a few words, before I must pass.
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Heart beat, wait, don't slow or pause, I'm not ready yet, please, I still need some more timeJust let me pull, a few more gasps, say a few words, before I must pass.
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I couldn't save them, I couldn't save Luke or Aurora, instead, I left them for dead like a coward. I am a coward, I am a coward because I am afraid of death but really, aren't we all? Aren't we all afraid that one day, our time will come and it will be us hanging on to life by a thread? I live each day in this man-made version of hell on earth waiting for my turn to die because really, it is inevitable that I am going to meet the same fate as both my allies. There is no way a tiny girl from district eleven could ever win the games it's unheard of. (Unless of course you're Saffron and are part of a quarter quell for people your age and younger, or Arbor who won when he was twelve and was blind) I have been lucky so far but I knew that that luck couldn't last, the game makers and the Capitol audience were probably getting bored of watching me kill animals. I have hated it, I have hated killing these creatures who have been modified by the Capitol with instincts to kill and nothing else, it's sickening but at least it frees them from their hellish exhistance. Why must the Capitol torment poor animals, is it not enough entertainment to torment the denizens of the district? Obviously not according to what I have seen so far.
I'm sorry The words that have passed through my lips and mind over and over again are wearing on me, I've been appologizing for everything it seems, even things that are really not mine to appologize for. If anyone should be appologizing, it should be the Capitol, it's their fault we're all in here in the first place, it's their fault all of us have to die, shouldn't they be the ones appologizing and not me? Of course it's not their fault, it's never their fault but that's what they want you to think, they want you to think that it's the districts fault that this is happening but I don't buy it, all we wanted from the Capitol was equality for all the citizens of Panem but apparently that makes us the bad guys. When is a want for equality a bad thing? If anyone needs to appologize, it's them. I hate them with everything inside my tiny broken body and I hope whoever manages to hold on to that thread of life is able to make them pay.
My body feels as if it's been through hell and back and to be quite honest, it really has. The wave last night that swept me away from where I slept in the air area took its toll on my already beaten body and I feel so tired, I just want to sleep but I cannot sleep, I must continue fighting, I have to hold on to that little thread of life for a little bit longer. As the wave threw me onto the ground, I couldn't breathe, it was as if my lungs were unable to take in the oxygen so important to my life, as if someone had sucked out every drop of energy from my limbs and made my movements sluggish compared to the three that awaited me to cut that thread I had held onto for so long. They seemed so fast and nimble on their feet while I must have looked like a child flailing around with my knife until my other arm was removed from my body and I felt the flames of a blades fire upon my skin. Never before have I screamed so piercingly as to crack glass and shatter windows before now, now with the three careers bearing down on me, bloodthirsty and ready to end my life.
"Mom, when's dad gonna be home?" My voice echoed through the house before another wave of pain sliced through my forehead. A mumbled reply came from downstairs and I cursed for not being able to hear the answer. Sometimes, my mother needed to learn to speak up. The house around me was quiet for a little while, the only sound coming from downstairs as my mother worked in the house keeping it clean. Closing my eyes, I tried to fall asleep, attempting to ignore the throbing migraine consuming my brain.-----
My father shaking me awake startled me into consciousness and I blinked open my eyes to see the room filled with smoke. He coughed and pulled me out of bed, handing me a damp cloth. "Get out of the house, Moss, hurry" He said urgently, pushing me towards the door. I crawled on my hands and knees towards the hallway which was full of smoke and covered my mouth and nose with the cloth. Getting to the staircase, I could hear the crackling of flames licking at the wooden structure of our small home, I had to get out of here. Carefully, I crawled down the stairs, feeling the smoke making my migraine worse to the point were I felt faint. I had to keep going, I had to get out, I didn't have a choice. I could feel my mind getting fuzzy as I made it to the door to the outside and I pushed it open, feel fresh air flow into my lungs. As soon as I was through the door, a set of arms wrapped around me and I was lifted into someones arms.
After a few moments, I looked back to the burning house just in time to see something I didn't think I would ever forget. My fathers and brothers faces appeared in the upstairs bedroom window before the house collapsed on itself, crushing both of them. "Papa!" I screamed, the tears rushing down my face. "Thorn!" I felt the warm embrace of Colin around me as I was passed from one person to another and I cried into my twins shoulder, trying to understand the idea that both my father and brother had just been stripped away from my life forever
Wrapped up in blanket, waiting for the neighbors to come to me and tell me that they were still alive, that somehow, the two most important people in my life were okay, I prayed to Ripred and hoped that this was all just some nightmare and that I would wake up to find them waiting for me. Unfortunately, no matter how many times I blinked and pinched my skin between my fingers, I never woke up. This was real, there was no waking up from it, they were gone forever
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Heart beat, please, I know you are weary but just hold on, I'll say my good-byes
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Heart beat, please, I know you are weary but just hold on, I'll say my good-byes
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Death, in these games, is kind of unavoidable but death is forever, you can't undo a death and you can't bring someone back who's already dead. As blood pools around my broken, beaten, battered body, I feel the realization come to my mind, I'm ready to die. I'm ready for this pain to end and for all my troubles to be put to rest. I am ready to join Luke and Aurora in the afterlife and I am ready to join my father and Thorn finally. "Come home Moss" Luke whispers in my ear. Wait, I need to say good-bye I feel as if I should at least say good-bye to my mother and to Briar and Colin and Lark and Aspen. They are part of my family too, they are my blood. Feeling my brain beginning to grow heavy, I use every last ounce of strength I have to at least roll to look up at the crystal blue sky and a few words escape from my lips, the end of a song. "Only know you love her when you let her go, and you let her go." My eyelids feel so heavy as I curl back into fetal position, or as best a fetal position as I can and the stub of my right arm feels the necklace around my neck. "Are you ready?" Closing my eyes, I allow myself to fall into the arms of death.
-----Now you may cease and let me die-----
I did not expect death to come so sweetly to my tired body but as I open my eyes, I find myself in the orchards of home in the summer time when the fruits are almost ripe enough to pick. The smell of apple and pear fills the air and I smile, feeling like I'm home. Looking behind me, I see a figure lying in fetal position in the grass; my body; bloody and wrecked and feel a small tear form in my eye. All that is left for me to die is for me to turn away from my body and cut the ties between life and death. "Moss, are you ready to join me?" I hear his voice and turn, forgetting my body as I see Luke standing there. Without hesitating, I start to run and before I know it, I am running into his arms and a laugh escapes my lips. Never before have I felt more happy than in this moment here with Luke. I let go of him and take his hand, letting him lead me away from life and into whatever awaits me on the other side.
------ Thank yous
Kousei and Kire Thank you so much for keeping Moss alive and getting her through the blood bath without any pre writes, I love you both so much and so does Moss, as well thank you so much for supporting Moss throughout the games, I really don't know what I would do without you.
Reasons Thank you for supporting me and being my ally through these games, it was a lot of fun and I wish our alliance could have lasted longer.
Anatra Thank you for being my ally and for allowing Loss to happen. I wish Loss could have lasted longer but it was beautiful while it lasted.
Sponsors Thank you all so much for supporting Moss and donating your hard earned monies to get her things she needed and for helping her to keep fighting through the games
Cato and Ems Thank you so much for looking after Moss while I was gone, I appreciate it so much.
Rosetta and South Thank you so much for making these games absolutely fantastic and fun, I had a blast writing these games.
Meghan Thank you so much for helping my alliance out and getting us sponsors when we needed them. Lots of love.
Dreams Thank you so much for supporting me throughout these games, I love you lots <3
Anyone else I may have missed I am so sorry if I missed you but thank you all once again for your love and your support throughout these games and for helping me get past day one.
and last but certainly not least....
Moss Thank you for being an amazing tribute and for making me feel angsty and feelsy and worried and overjoyed. You have taught me so much about myself as a writer and I wish you didn't have to be gone yet. I will miss you and I hope you are able to finally rest in peace My Mossy Rock <3
Moss' death post/ So just pull the trigger
coded by anzie with reference to skye@caution2.0
Moss Rose
district 11. gender female. age 17
Feel my heart beating
Feel my heart beating
