shenevermisses: (We were like gods)
Clove ([personal profile] shenevermisses) wrote 2013-03-03 07:23 am (UTC)

[ voice ]

[Paints a prettier picture...]

All honor and glory and noble sacrifice if you do die.

[The virtues extolled of the tributes. Those chosen or who volunteered themselves to fight for their lives. There was no glory, she'd learned that. There was no nobility. There was only cold and hunger and loss and grief and anger and fear.

And hopelessness.

In the end, that was the feeling that hit her deepest. There was not and had never been any hope. Not for any of them. Win or lose, live or die. They were all lost from the moment they were announced.

It gave them more credit than they deserved, she felt, comparing them to the men Sharpe spoke of. But as long as that was quiet and private, it was safe to think. She wouldn't insult him by saying it out loud.]

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