but the fire is so delightful [Zeus Day 3]

"Now I am the violence
I am the sickness"

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The sled race at the cornucopia was so fucking stupid. I came close to winning it, sure, but it wasn't really what I'd call 'enjoyable' or 'a good time' and I probably looked ridiculous in front of all of Panem who was watching on television as it was broadcast to them. Luckily, when the race was over, I had the chance to get to where I'd originally intended to go- the direction I'd thought I'd been going in before the Gamemakers rerouted us all.

The snowy tundra was vast, cold, and overall relatively unwelcoming, but this was the arena. What did I honestly expect? I decided that I'd just start a fire for myself and take care of a few things while I was there, as I'd found some firewood. At least it would help me survive a bit longer. I wouldn't want to die for some stupid reason like not having cooked my food or not having enough water later on. I'd much rather, if I was going to die, to die in a fight.

I wanted to bury my axe in someone's face to kill them first, of course. Otherwise, where was the fun?

I kept my pickaxe in my hand as I did what I needed to, just in case I came across someone I ended up needing to fight for one reason or another. This was the Hunger Games, after all.

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"Won't accept your silence
Beg me for forgiveness"

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