by snow i » Tue Dec 15, 2015 4:34 pm
Acanthus put down her extended hand. A little nonchalant, no? She thought to herself, looking at the place the spear landed. She winced a little. She looked at the other tributes who were training too, some of them justas skilled as she and Finnick. "Who do you think'll be a threat?" She asked pointing over at serval. "She looks pretty scary." Don't worry, I'll protect you. She could imagine him saying, wrapping a comforting arm around her shoulder, a winning smile that turned the face of nearly every girl in the room. She made as if to brush his hand away, but found it to be just as imaginary as the voice. Her slight blush however, real as roses.
I am and always will be, yours truly,snow i
We rode the waves
on Spanish sailing ships,
plundered by
pirates we were
stranded on this
sandy shore
forever to wander,
riding the sea from which
we were born,
we return to wilderness,
We return to wild.